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Kids around here have "gunfights" with Nerf guns or Airsoft all the time. Not in school, but in the neighborhood. View Quote Plus with teachers trying to push the principles your kids are taught its only going to get worse. |
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We would collect up pine cones before they opened and have all out war - those things will shred about a credit card sized piece of skin if they land just right.
BB gun or one pump pellet gun wars in the woods and often throughout the neighborhood. Paintball gun ambushes. jousting matches on our bikes with sticks. shooting bow and arrows straight up and watching them come down (once in a neighbors roof).. We were hellions up until we started driving, then we did shit like that on the roads |
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The dumbing down of America happened.
We have become a nation of cry babies. |
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Two words..... Zero Tolerance. It sucks because I would guess most don't practice zero tolerance at home where the kids spend most of their time, and then they get caught up with this nonsense in school. View Quote |
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my 11mo old boy has been camping 7 times already in the middle of the mountains.
He will not be raised to be a fucking pussy. |
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I did some crazy stuff as a kid that I'd be weary of letting my kids do now. I'm fine with letting them play on a farm or in the woods without hovering over them but I pretty much had free roam of the town I grew up in and I don't think I could do that now. I grew up in a city of about 30-40k people. I would ride my bike clear across that town and be miles away from home and my parents had no idea where I was most of the time. That would make me nervous letting my kids do that these days!
I do live in a neighborhood with a HOA(oh noes!) and there is a small wooded area near the pool/clubhouse area and I see boatloads of airsoft pellets on the ground. I assume kids are having airsoft wars but I've never actually seen them doing it. Maybe its only late at night or something. |
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BB guns, bottle rockets, hound dogs, chopper style bicycles, and a neighborhood where everyone knew your name and your business. It was pretty awesome.
My kids have an adequate arsenal of Nerf guns, which if I would have had as a kid I would have treasured, and assorted sticks, rocks, and wooden swords. I've seen some pretty wild times, as it should be. Their methods of fighting are probably far more sophisticated than what I knew at their age. And as a result they fight much less. Mostly the kids my kids hang out with are just smart, well mannered little people who are more or less a joy to be around. There seems to be more of those spastic kids who know no boundaries to behavior. I mean they just go completely off the hook and turn into raving lunatics. We didn't really have much of that back when I was a kid because it was a guaranteed ass kicking every way imaginable. Now they have medications and a diagnosis that says they can't help being an idiot and we're all supposed to accept them. I feel sorry for them because I know they are basically being raised by morons who don't care if they live or die. But that doesn't mean I want them anywhere near my home. |
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Forget the guns - it's against the rules to be a boy at all. Any form of physical contact at school is effectively forbidden. Any unsupervised time with friends is a rarity and for many children a complete unknown. As a kid in the 70s, my brother and & and our friends spent entire days without adult supervision. We 'fought' over all kinds of stupid stuff. We played tackle football in the park. We swam in the river, rode our bikes all over town, shot Roman Candles at each other, climbed trees, and generally acted like boys.
Yeah, once in a while a kid broke an arm or got a bloody nose. My brother was riding his first 10-speed down a steep street when a bee flew up his shorts and stung him an inch from his balls. He wiped out brutally and had road rash from ankle to wrist. He lived. We played in the woods, fished, climbed cliffs, you name it. We had a great childhood. Very few kids these days get those opportunities and I think we are all worse off because of it. |
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Feminism happened. The 50's and 60's were probably the pinnacle decades of being a boy.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoJw9UQ5JQ4 This video represents exactly how I grew up ^^^ My little fiends and I would literally run around the neighborhood and shoot at each other with toy guns using the neighbors hedges as cover. Sometimes we'd even double up our clothing and wear an old batter helmet and run around shooting each other with BB guns. Fast forward to yesterday and my 10 year old daughter tells me two boys got suspended from her elementary school a few weeks back for making "gun sounds" and pretending that they were shooting at each other with their fingers on the playground. I was in disbelief so I called the school and asked... and yeah it actually happened. Unbelievable. So boys basically can't be boys anymore? Can we please just go ahead reverse time about 40 years? The **** is happening to the world around us.. View Quote |
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Quoted: Yes we did that as well as we got older. Used PCV tubing and taped one end off and launched BR's at each other like it was a damn bazooka. View Quote This thread is along the same lines as past ones; 1989 in high school, boys would ROUTINELY park with shotguns, 22s, even deer rifles in their truck gun racks to hit the woods after class. Times, they have changed. |
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You guys sure we didn't all grow up on the same block? This thread is along the same lines as past ones; 1989 in high school, boys would ROUTINELY park with shotguns, 22s, even deer rifles in their truck gun racks to hit the woods after class. Times, they have changed. View Quote View All Quotes View All Quotes Quoted:
Quoted: Yes we did that as well as we got older. Used PCV tubing and taped one end off and launched BR's at each other like it was a damn bazooka. This thread is along the same lines as past ones; 1989 in high school, boys would ROUTINELY park with shotguns, 22s, even deer rifles in their truck gun racks to hit the woods after class. Times, they have changed. No one has mentioned Evil Kenevil. Before we could drive, we watched every one of his jumps and then went out and jumped our bicycles. My OTASCO Flying "O" could never match the Schwinn bikes in the 'hood. |
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You older fellas that are complaining do realize that it is the generation of kids that you raised or possibly even you older people in these admin roles, that are coming down hard on these boys.... Give yourself a round of applause while talking about the good old days.
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<--------- this guy (and his friends) built a homemade bazooka out of 3" PVC, and then made homemade rockets with rocket engines, cardboard tubes, balsa fins, and cordless drill batteries to power igniters. Unfortunately, his dad found them in the shed and they disappeared. In retrospect, probably should have thought storage through a little better.
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My anti gun cousin gave me a play dough pumper. I rounded up some wire. Used the play dough as explosives and the pumper as the plunger.
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I grew up in the era of the Mattel Shoot'n Shell and the Greenie Stick 'em cap. We shot out plastic bullets out of a toy SAA that would travel ~10', and you peel off a green Stick 'Em cap to be pasted on the case-head end. "Hi yo Silver! away"
BTW we even had a 22LR range on our local HS campus, but unfortunately that has been torn down years ago. HRC is not my president |
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Huge games of capture the flag with the whole neighborhood's children tackling one another and ending up in a brawl.
Building rockets out of tinfoil and blackpowder. Spearing crabapples on the end of a willow branch and flinging them at high speed toward one another. Jumping the fence in the backyard and spending the whole day exploring the neighbor's 1000's of acres. Tackle football games. Building ever bigger ramps and jumping our bikes. Snowball fights using snowballs peppered with gravel. Making rope swings and swinging out over the steep hill in the backyard. Riding our bikes down hills where we had no business riding. Shooting army men with the pellet rifles. Shooting arrows straight up in the air with a slingshot and running for your life. Climbing to the top of a tree and feeling the wind blow you back and forth. Don't know where I was going with this, other than it sure didn't seem to take long for the whole world to turn beta. Shame is, my own son didn't get to experience some of this. He was outside quite a bit growing up, which meant he was basically alone since all of his friends were in their bedrooms playing X-box. |
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Whenever there was a road project near we’d ride our bikes down and use the piles of caliche as a track fro stunts and racing. That progressed to wars of throwing the caliche at each other. That left some fucked up bruises but the rows and rows of huge piles made kick ass bunkers and it was fun.
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Ya but I totally stoned that guy so it's all good
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Serious question for you older fellas - where can I raise kids to provide them as much of the same childhood as you had? Are there any school districts you know of that are more apt to let kids be kids, or is that pretty much an impossibility with modern public schools? I grew up and live in California’s Central Valley, and while I feel like I got more of the “classic childhood” than many of my friends did, I absolutely refuse to raise my future kids in this state. I enjoy looking at real estate in Texas, Tennessee, and other states like that, properties with sizable amounts of land to roam around on, grow food on, and the like. Any suggestions for places to keep an eye on? I’m 22 and will be finishing a BS here in the near future, so it’s not like I’m tied down to a job or anything.
Truth be told I want to be able to run around on my property shooting bottle rockets at my buddies too |
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Same thing that happened to being a man.
I thought I would share this link as well, I think it gives a decent explanation of the differences between men and women, and why men are met with so much opposition. http://www.denisdutton.com/baumeister.htm |
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Suburbia happened. I grew up with two older brothers, empty fields, forested areas, and a filthy creek nearby. Mom was a survivor of poverty, the Great Depression, the Dust Bowl, and the hard realities of the war industries. She was one of 16 children. We weren't allowed in the house unless we needed to be there. Otherwise we were to be doing active things. Mom didn't care if we were digging holes in the fallow fields, splashing in the creek, or playing hide and seek in the trees. Make your own bows and arrows? Yes. Make your own spears? Yes. Throw things at each other? Don't hit anyone in the head. She did draw the line at playing chicken with bayonets. If we came home dirty, scuffed, bruised, or suffering from non-arterial bleeding, we were to clean up for dinner. If he came home crying, we were lectured about disturbing the peace and not offering our pain up to Jesus. Can't do that in modern urban/suburban areas much. However, kids in rural areas and farm/ranch kids still know about the rough and tumble life. Heck most country girls are tougher than most suburban boys. That and the general pussification of boys. They need to be sensitive, non-aggressive, and stylish. Frankly, I had it easy. It wasn't hard to be a boy. Heck, it was almost unavoidable. Times have changed. View Quote |
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My 19yo son just called me yesterday to tell me that the BB he was shot with in his freshman year worked it's way out of his back.
When he was 13, he fileted a fish with firecrackers. He got his .22 at 4 years old, has had an AR since he was 15 and a P228 since he was 16. His first word literally was "shotgun". I shit you not. He was allowed and encouraged to be a boy. |
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Yo, Yo, Yo! Old fart all up in here!. . .my fondest memories of growing up (in central NJ no less!) in the early 60's was playing "war". . . . one group went ahead and hid, the other patrolled and got ambushed. . . used to do that ALL DAY on the weekends. . . had either a Mattel Tommy gun---no caps--that thing always malfunctioned, or my lever action. . . No one blinked an eye. . . I was very good at "dying". . . if I do say so myself. . .
as an aside, the old Marx (of Marx toys) estate land is about 2 miles from me. . . I think the stone pillars are still there---it was subdivided decades ago. . . |
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Dirt clod (or clog) fights were fun but discouraged by adults. View Quote That said, boys can't be boys because the education system is gynocentric, and none of those bitches has the least clue what being a boy is about, so they treat them like defective girls. Could also explain the explosion in the trannie population. |
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Serious question for you older fellas - where can I raise kids to provide them as much of the same childhood as you had? Are there any school districts you know of that are more apt to let kids be kids, or is that pretty much an impossibility with modern public schools? I grew up and live in California’s Central Valley, and while I feel like I got more of the “classic childhood” than many of my friends did, I absolutely refuse to raise my future kids in this state. I enjoy looking at real estate in Texas, Tennessee, and other states like that, properties with sizable amounts of land to roam around on, grow food on, and the like. Any suggestions for places to keep an eye on? I’m 22 and will be finishing a BS here in the near future, so it’s not like I’m tied down to a job or anything. Truth be told I want to be able to run around on my property shooting bottle rockets at my buddies too View Quote |
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Serious question for you older fellas - where can I raise kids to provide them as much of the same childhood as you had? Are there any school districts you know of that are more apt to let kids be kids, or is that pretty much an impossibility with modern public schools? I grew up and live in California’s Central Valley, and while I feel like I got more of the “classic childhood” than many of my friends did, I absolutely refuse to raise my future kids in this state. I enjoy looking at real estate in Texas, Tennessee, and other states like that, properties with sizable amounts of land to roam around on, grow food on, and the like. Any suggestions for places to keep an eye on? I’m 22 and will be finishing a BS here in the near future, so it’s not like I’m tied down to a job or anything. Truth be told I want to be able to run around on my property shooting bottle rockets at my buddies too View Quote PM me for more info. |
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Sounds like a parenting issue to me. I'm only 27 and grew up a Damn Yankee in suburbia. My brother and I grew up with our own BB guns, had dirt clod wars, played paintball in the back yard, camped in our backyard, rode our bikes everywhere and didn't play inside unless it was pouring out. We chopped wood and built fires, worked in the garage with our dad. Boys can be boys still, just ignore the naysayers.
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I grew up in the burbs, but we had some woods nearby. I spent a lot of time there and riding my bike all over the world. Once I got my BB gun, I shot it all the time. We also set off any fireworks we could get our hands on. I would save up money for our yearly vacation at Myrtle Beach and spent almost all of it on fireworks. We had occasional bottle rocket wars. I figured out how to use a sparkler as a time fuse, so you can only guess what I used that for. We got in rock fights, snowball fights, and dirt clod fights. We egged houses. We made homemade bows and arrows. We shot real bows and arrows in the back yard. I grew up in the 80s and was a teenager in the 90s.
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The military hadn't even adopted the M16 when I was a kid. I'd say the top long gun toy was the lever action, which we called Winchesters (they were all Winchester Rifles).
In answer to the question, I think the family size got smaller and people started moving away from the farms and into the cities (at least for my Mom's and my Dad's extended families). We went from always having cousins to shoot at to only having a cousin, who was too young or too old to play. |
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What caused the school expulsion was decades of federal education grants to the states and the influence that buys.
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Let's put it this way...if I came home at dark from a long summers day and if I wasn't dirty, scratched, grass-stained and bruised, Mom would get suspicious as to what I had been doing.
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Dirt clod (or clog) fights were fun but discouraged by adults. View Quote Make thick mud. Stick end of 6' long pvc pipe in mud. Fling that shit at each other. Maximum distance over 60 yards. It looked like a war where the ordnance was flying dog turds. |
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Bottle rocket battles
Lady fingers to blown up army men "parachuting" off roof backyard fort Walking into the woods to go .22 frog hunting Bikes way too fast Endless street hockey Three wheel ATVs Fist fights for fun yeah, being a kid was fun. Now I get emails from the teacher if my 6yo touches another kid. |
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