If I have one criticism of Fred Reed, it's that for a blind man, he sees things almighty clearly.
With this came feminization. The schools began to value feelings over learning anything. Dodge ball and freeze tag became violence and heartless competition, giving way to cooperative group activities led by a caring adult. The female preference for security over freedom set in like a hard frost. We became afraid of second-hand smoke and swimming pools with a deep end. As women got in touch with their inner totalitarian, we began to outlaw large soft drinks and any word or expression that might offend anyone.A pretty astute observation on the root cause of gun control and the moral free fall America finds it's self in, no?
My childhood was a lot like Fred's, playing outside all summer, blowing stuff up with firecrackers, and shooting friends with BB guns. As a boy shooting and fishing and ridding bikes was about all we needed. Life was perfect. Then my dad moved the family to the big city. After that, I started to see the fall of America, although I didn't have the vocabulary or understanding to call it that.
I guess that's why I don't read much Fred these days. He jogs my memory. I go back to those care free days of froggin. The adults were grown up and didn't see a bogey man behind every non-politically-correct phrase. We didn't need 3,000,000 people employed by the DOUT (Department of Useless Twats) to tell us what we needed to do, or not do, or how to not do it. You could buy the car or truck you wanted. It didn't cost 50% of your paycheck for health care. There was a good chance your kids could do better than you.