Overview of the 1950’s to the present.
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Quote of the Day
“Memory is deceptive because it is colored by today’s events.”
Do I Have Old Timers?
By Bev Sandlin
I NEED a reality check here! Am I remembering correctly?
My memory of the ‘50s: Marry at 18, start having babies, and be a good wife—there were no birth control options and it doesn’t matter if he beats you. Women were paid about half as much as a man for the same job. Were there any female, much less black, managers? Women didn’t have checking accounts and certainly didn’t have their own credit rating. And blacks sat at the back of the bus and could not use the same toilets or water fountains. But the white male reigned supreme and the economy was going strong. We got through the Korean War, and the U.S. had entered South Vietnam with “training personnel”. Infrastructure was being built (interstate highways, bridges, electrical grids) and our taxes were oh so much higher!
And then there were the ‘60s… Vietnam was ramping up, the Cuban Missile Crisis, The USS Liberty was attacked by Israeli armed forces killing 34 and wounding 170 U.S. crew members. I remember the Los Angeles Watts riots of 1965 and the Detroit riots of 1967, for that matter there were civil rights riots (equal pay no matter the color of your skin or sex, plus…) in cities all around the country, bra burnings, the advent of the birth control pill, and anti-war riots in cities and on college campuses (Do not forget that the National Guard fired on and killed students at Kent State University in 1970.) in the ‘60s. I remember the day that our President, John F. Kennedy, was assassinated. I remember the U.S. landing a man on the moon! And I remember fathers and brothers being sent to war whether they wanted to or not—the draft. And I remember when the Vietnam War finally ended in the ‘70s.
I remember gas lines and $1.78 a gallon gas (in ’73) which easily doubled from what it was, and Indian uprisings at Wounded Knee. I remember “Tricky Dick” and Watergate and the domestic terrorism of the Symbionese Liberation Army. I remember Carter being totally blocked from doing almost anything by an oppositional Republican Congress. The battle for energy independence and solar panels on the White House. And then there was the Iranian Hostage Crisis. I remember unemployment of 14%+ in the late ‘70s and early to mid ‘80s (I was out West where unemployment is always high.), recession, double digit inflation, riots about Iran even on the sleepy streets of Coeur D’Alene, Idaho.
I remember “The Great Communicator” Ronald Reagan, a movie star, being President. I remember Nancy Reagan, the President’s wife, consulting an astrologist daily about Reagan’s schedule as President. I remember “trickle down” economics that didn’t trickle fast enough for most of us as unemployment was still double digit and most news sources in the West said 20% plus with the discouraged workers and those who had lost their extended unemployment benefits and were no longer being counted. The solar panels came down from the White House and alternative energy was seldom discussed on the political forum. The war in Grenada, U.S. Embassy bombings, the Iraqi attack on the USS Stark, and violence all over the world. And the beginning of personal computers and the internet. And Operation Desert Storm.
I remember the “gay ‘90s” of the Clinton era. Ruby Ridge, the Waco siege, the Oklahoma City domestic terrorism bombing, wasn’t that crazy guy from Montana sending bombs through the mail? It was the rise of the militia movement, and their fall. The Los Angeles race riots in 1992. More U.S. Embassy bombings and attacks on our Navy. The final fall of the U.S.S.R., with all the atrocities and civil wars in the former satellite countries, that ended the cold war. The Y2K scare when all of the computers would supposedly crash and leave us without electricity or running cars for years. And, of course, the impeachment of a President over oral sex with a woman not his wife.
The election of President George W. Bush.
The War on Terrorism. The War in Afghanistan. The War in Iraq. The housing bubble. The Financial Collapse of 2007-8 and The Great Recession. The election of the first African-American President—Barrack Hussein Obama II. The death of Osama Bin Laden. And the rise of the Preparedness Movement.
I am no doubt missing a lot here, but you get the idea. What I would like you to come away with from this trip down memory lane is that…
WE HAVE ALREADY LIVED THROUGH
· Financial Collapse
· Domestic Terrorism
· International Terrorism
· Extraordinary Unemployment
· Double Digit Inflation
· More Wars than I can count on both hands
And we have survived.
From 1950 to 2012 we have already experienced “The End Of The World As We Know it–TEOTWAWKI.”
In 1950 no one could have imagined an actor in the White House, a black President, legalized abortion, nearly all children being raised by babysitters because nearly all mothers HAVE TO work, whites becoming a minority, that our own people would bomb government buildings, or another Great Depression.
I choose to live in FAITH, not fear. I prepare, but LIVE each day to its fullest. In the end, our lives will be defined by those we have loved and our friends…
And, the Chinese curse has come upon us, “May you live in interesting times.”
And if you do, consider all that our parents’ lived through from the 1890s to 1950—Horses to airplanes; rural to urban; 2 World Wars and many smaller wars; The Great Depression from which Social Security and ultimately the safety nets of Medicaid, food stamps and welfare have sprung from… And they survived.
A smile for you…
A few old couples used to get together to talk about life and to have a good time. One day one of the men, Harry, started talking about this fantastic restaurant he went to the other night with his wife.
“Really?”, one of the men said, “What’s it called?”
After thinking for a few seconds Harry said, “What are those good smelling flowers called again?”
“Do you mean a rose?” the first man questioned.
“Yes that’s it,” he exclaimed. Looking over at his wife he said, “Rose, what’s that restaurant we went to the other night?”
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