I like Daz’s new product line that dealing with 1950’s life style so simple of life style in thyose rendings. Wonderful work those.
For those who today belive that a child’s should be band if have gram of lead in its paint or Japan’s nuclear reactors problems is causing a health problem on US west coast the 1950’s is end of the earth as we know it today. Those live back these was very day common things that you live with out a second thought. Sear Christmas catalogs was selling kits that make your own lead solders in child’s bed room. All the can food use lead in making the can’s there is the lead gas for V8 engine in you car. Above ground nuclear tests of lastest a-bomb in Neveda or goverment vaporing islands in south Pacific for thier latest H-bombs or Russian H-bombs tests in arctic strotmium-90 was common one milk. Nuclear missiles in New England or lossing A-bomb of coast of NewJesery. So those who back in 1950’s super people to our wimps of today.
Back then was way of life we trust the goverment and science we just came off a world war that millions died, the people who hate this goverment and science was in the minorty. Just remember just using lead in canning been around little less a centry old no one lead poising from the canning. Lead gasoline been use for thrity years aready. Lead toys been in use for more than cenntry ownly one got hurt those got being burnt. And we major oil exporter in the world, major oil production in middle just starting, the British and French still have colonies those middle east contries then. Just one US bomber cashed in S Carolina carring a 24mt nuclear bomb just one out six saftey switches worked if that one fail too one third of S Carolia would have destory that wa in early 1960’s
As one who was born and lived in the 1950s, I feel I have an advantage over the younger generations in surviving any nuclear attack, because we where taught how to “Duck And Cover” in elementary school.
Childhood mortality rate was ten times as high. It’s easy to say “we survived all these dangerous things that are banned now” because the only ones around to say it are the ones who did survive.
And don’t forget the big chunk of religion and racism, either. Plus the fun the folks, looking around every corner, spying on their neighbors and looking under their beds, in fear of finding a communist ready to get them.
As one who was born and lived in the 1950s, I feel I have an advantage over the younger generations in surviving any nuclear attack, because we where taught how to “Duck And Cover” in elementary school.
We still did that in the 60’s and yes I would feel completely safe hiding under my pc desk in case of a nuclear attack.
Let us not forget the giant prehistoric reptiles, tarantulas, ants and other assorted giant fire breathing radioactive mutant creatures that plagued our major cities back then. Those were crazy times… not really as crazy as the 70s with all that Boogie Fever killing everyone, or the 80s with… whatever it was that caused people to dress that way back then, but yeah, the 50s were rough.
Aaahhh… yes! I remember the 1950’s… though somewhat… more vaguely, now.
But, I do seem to recall that there were some things, perhaps even many things, that you could count on.
Like, oh… say, the weather ( of which certain “important” folks have recently been dodging the discussion of ).
Interesting, now, that out here in California we have just passed from record-breaking early-mid-and late-October 90’s and 100’s temperatures to cold and rain in a matter of… days. Records that have held since the early 1900’s… back when they were burning super-abundant coal like crazy. That is to say, more and more rapidly accelerating instances of “extreme-weather”.
And let’s not even talk about the current state of the oceans…
Folks… such patterns are the indicators of a dynamic system under stress… they are the cracks in the edifice of climate. And the one thing that science teaches you is that when things start to crack… they then, sometimes, go…...*SNAP*!
So, don’t worry kids!... You, too, may yet have the opportunity to live in… interesting times!
And don’t forget the big chunk of religion and racism, either. Plus the fun the folks, looking around every corner, spying on their neighbors and looking under their beds, in fear of finding a communist ready to get them.
Please don’t ignore sexism either. God help you if you wanted to something with your life besides cleaning the kitchen, popping out kids and turning alcoholic in the suburbs.
Please don’t ignore sexism either. God help you if you wanted to something with your life besides cleaning the kitchen, popping out kids and turning alcoholic in the suburbs.
Exactly, and it bothers me that so many today look at those days as a model to one day return to.
The 50’s - awesome if you were a white male! Not so great if you were anything else.
And don’t forget the big chunk of religion and racism, either. Plus the fun the folks, looking around every corner, spying on their neighbors and looking under their beds, in fear of finding a communist ready to get them.
Please don’t ignore sexism either. God help you if you wanted to something with your life besides cleaning the kitchen, popping out kids and turning alcoholic in the suburbs.
I would not be here!
my Mum though she loved us was a career woman by choice, she only married in 1950 at 24yo rather late! because it was expected, studied by correspondence as a teen when the other 7 siblings all left school at about 12, then boarded in Adelaide and went to teachers college, she was a teacher. After I was unexpectedly born 12 years after she married and my brother 18months later (she thought she was barren) she went on the pill, which was still new and contraversial!! yes and she went back to work when I started school.
I was at my wonderful boyness best between 8 and 12. Small town upstate NY. Safely wandered the streets at night. Nobody locked their doors (the dogs were cheaply paid alarms). Firecrackers and cow poop,... great fun! Wandered alone up the old stone quarry gathering polywogs and looking for fossils. Today the mothers would have panic attacks at the potential danger and you couldn’t do it anyway because the land owners would most strongly object because they don’t have insurance covering you. I don’t think the modern kids in this town even know that there is an old stone quarry still there starting just behind old Mrs. *********‘s house on Langdon St.
We weren’t rich. My dad owned a small gas station and gas sold for around 30 cents per gallon, but we had new kitchen appliances, a new car every 4 or 5 years, and trips to Florida a few times. We could afford lobster dinners and the lobsters were HUGE back then, available even in small country taverns.
Kids played outside and we waited for the school bus outside in -40F temperatures. Nobody had to carry school books so no kid had a backback. Of course no kid had anything on them that was worth stealing, no cell phone or e-game. Although you could get your lunch money (a quarter) stolen by the bully but all you had to do was kick him in the shins once and he left you alone. No kid wore designer clothes.
However, I do not miss the greasy goop you were expected to slick down your hair with each morning. Brylcreem! Yuk! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brylcreem
I’m afraid to ask what part of a Bryl creature you get the “creem” from. 8-o
