I've always wanted to drink orange juice with her.
Jim: I have 2006 on one of my comps. But I'd prefer a picture of Anita with a nice orange on the side of a boxcar. Seeing that other peson would just cause me to barf all over my keyboard.

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I've always wanted to drink orange juice with her.
The picture you paint makes for a very attractive world, especially when compared to the worst of today. But lets look at the whole picture and see how well it stands up....
If that is how you judge " the good old days" then that was just what it was. However, no doubt many would say the above lifestyle would not be good at all Judge by today's standards.
Bill
The picture you paint makes for a very attractive world, especially when compared to the worst of today. But lets look at the whole picture and see how well it stands up.
Anyone remember polio, smallpox, measles and other diseases that were still rampant. Not something I would want to reintroduce.
The small village lifestyle where you knew and were known by your neighbours is often held up as an ideal. Well if you conform to the majority view it probably was but dare to be different and it makes Big Brother look like amateur hour.
Of course big city anonymity can be lonely but it also allows new ideas to sprout and flourish. Are they all good, no but is repressing everything new any better?
I think that if you look closely at every aspect of society, a fair comparison will show similar trends. On the surface life was simpler and perhaps healthier but look a bit deeper and the ugly parts appear.
True but hand cranking that visible engine was no fun either. And then, before the on board computer, the fine, interactive adjustments that result in much cleaner burning and higher efficiencies were just a dream in the engine designers minds.i can remember when you could raise the hood on your car and actually repair the thing without a computer. raise the hood nowadays and most of the time you can't see the engine,
ejb
True but hand cranking that visible engine was no fun either. And then, before the on board computer, the fine, interactive adjustments that result in much cleaner burning and higher efficiencies were just a dream in the engine designers minds.
Every age had its advantages and disadvantages. To compare the best of the past with the worst of today is disingenuous at best. As is the claim that everything is better today. As in most things, the truth is probably somewhere in the middle between the two extremes.
To bring this back OT, even though many profess a love of all things steam, I wonder how romantic the fireman thought his job was after shoveling tons of coal. Or all the other dirty, messy jobs that needed to be done to keep a steam engine functioning. I don't think many passengers or line side residents will miss the billowing clouds of soot either.
That kinda depends on how far back you go. I don't think we're talking about going back to the 1860s. More like the 1950s.
Smallpox still has no cure. Only a treatment. Measels also has no cure. Polio also has no cure. Just a preventative vaccine. So you wouldn't be "re-introducing" them. They still exist today. What WOULD be gone would be HIV/AIDS. I lived in a relatively small town as a kid. We knew all the people in our neighborhood. As a kid I was able to ride my bike about a mile away from home and play baseball in the park without being accompanied by a parent. NO parents were there. Just us kids. Think anyone will let their kids do that nowadays?
Back then if you were seen by a neighbor doing something you shouldn't be doing, there was a phone call to your parents and you got corporal punishment when you got home. Parents believed the neighbors over their kids. In school if you got caught goofing around you got whacked by your teacher, then the teacher called the parents and they had to come to school. When you got home you got whacked by them. Amazing what a good whacking will do to straighten you out. Neighbors had block parties and everyone got to know everyone. Now, every house is an island and people don't know who is living next door to them. Could be a saint or a child molester or drug dealer. Nobody knows until police show up and drag them away. That's when you hear the comments "he was a quiet guy that never bothered anyone".
Big city....crime, pollution, crowded, noisy, high taxes, corrupt leaders....no thanks. I call those the ugly parts.