Bill O'Reilly mentioned something the other day that got me to thinking: " it was a different world."
Amen. That's been gnawing at me. I was raised in the 40s grew up during the 50s and 60s. Different world then. Back then, I didn't know anybody with a gun. Now, I don't know anybody who doesn't own one. Back then, the girl on the block who was " easy," was known by all the boys. Today, the virgin on the block is known by every boy and she probably doesn't get asked to the dance.
Back then in south Philly, everybody avoided the mob and their influences like the plague. Today, young kids like to dress up like them, carry stilettos, and make fun of their names, like "Snub nose Frankie." Way back then, if you were depressed or in the dumps, you went to the ball game, bar or saw your girl friend for the night. Today, the single most popular perscription drug in the Pacific Northwest is Zoloft. They hand the stuff out all over the country like candy.
When I was a kid, a girl who got pregnant and wasn't married practically got drummed out of the neighborhood. Today, she gets a movie contract or her own Reality TV show.
In times gone by newspaper reporters, (Huntley/Brinkley?), doctors, POTUS, and others were considered among the more trusted by the public. Today they rank at or below used car salesmen according to nationally acclaimed credibility research foundations.
The times, they are a changing. So, that leaves us with - whom do we trust?
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