I look back at my childhood as the 'good ole days' mostly because of the no responsibilities thing. The more I learn about what stuff was really going on in the 90's/2000s, the more I see there was no good ole days, just times when I was insulated from the harsh realities of the world.

[–] DreamerofDays@kbin.social 5 points 11 months ago

I hold similar views(obviously), but I find something comforting in it. Like, rather than living in a ruined paradise lost by us or our parents, we live in a complicated world where we share the work of trying to make something better with our ancestors.

(Of course, we also have to figure out how to do that, and, in a complicated world, that can be challenging and lead to conflict)

[–] mindbleach@sh.itjust.works 3 points 11 months ago

There's definitely points where things get worse.

9/11 is one of them.

[–] tygerprints@kbin.social 2 points 11 months ago

My childhood in the 60s and 70s was idyllic, I have to admit - growing up on a private reserve with mountains all around and having woods around to play and get lost in. I loved it all - but even then I knew about the conflicts going on and how unhappy most adults seemed.