The Good Old Days?

Good old Days

I remember, as a child, hearing the grown folk talk about the good days when…  Today, myself included, reminisce about when life was simpler based on current affairs.  “Children should be seen and not heard” was a subtle reminder to us kids to only speak when spoken to.

In other words, stay silent; when I want your opinion, I will ask for it…  Today, everyone can have an opinion.  The only problem, this newfound freedom swelled the expected acceptable behavior into out of control dynamic unpredictability.    I remember one day when my 30-year-old Uncle, under the influence of alcohol, answered my Grandmother’s probe, “What’s gotten in to you boy?!!”, with a foulmouthed response.  Her action taught us wide-eyed onlookers about what happens when you disrespect Mama or for that matter any authoritative adult.  Today, young or old have the power to change the state of dialogues. 

What’s been amazing to me today is how it feels like anything goes.  I watch elementary school yard bad behavior insult, hurt, belittle, mentally and emotionally damage each other without regard for consequences, if any.  Not just on television news reports about educated, wealthy, people in power, but in local one-on-one conversations amid advocating for the good of a cause or position. 

I believe, the good old days will resurface with more love and less apathy laced with a mixture of forward-thinking, middle-of-the-road objectives sprinkled with civility and respect.  I don’t think we can continue, as is, and produce the good for all.  We don’t have to be mean and insensitive to each other.  Power and money cannot resolve our differences and approaches to life.  Call me a dreamer, nevertheless, I know the logic and practical thinkers are equally crucial.   

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Author: Jean Watley

Reflections on ordinary experiences

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