« Reply #21 on: August 27, 2014, 07:19:45 AM »
I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't feel sad clowny at all.
I do think everybody of my relative age suffers from some of those same feelings, though. We were born into a world where "men were men" even if it were nothing but a public perception. Men worked, women stayed home and raised the children. The children were seen and not heard. Beaver Cleaver, Father Knows Best, Andy Griffith....
The world is much different now. All the things it looked like our fathers and grandfathers handled with grim manliness are now beyond our control.
My dad could seemingly do almost anything. When the car broke down, he got under the hood and fixed it. He and my grandfather got together and built our first house. It wasn't a mansion, but it was good enough.
My car breaks down, I take it to a shop. I could fix my first car (65 Mustang) myself, but I have no idea where anything is under the hood now. I couldn't even find the battery when somebody needed a jump off at the mall. (It's in the trunk, I learned that). I couldn't build a house.
Our grandfathers were heroes. They went to war, defeated Hitler and the Japanese and came back home. The next generation went to Korea or Vietnam and came back damaged and broken. It's like they weren't quite strong enough and we are substantially weaker. I watch the movies about the invasion of Normandy and I don't know if I could do that. Not only me, but our leadership as well. We wouldn't do that.
I don't give a shit about this show or that character but this right here is good stuff.
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"Hey my friends are the ones that wanted to eat at that shitty hole in the wall that only served bread and wine. What kind of brick and mud business model is that. Stick to the cart if that's all you're going to serve. Then that dude came in with like 12 other people, and some of them weren't even wearing shoes, and the restaurant sat them right across from us. It was gross, and they were all stinky and dirty. Then dude starts talking about eating his body and drinking his blood...I almost lost it. That's the last supper I'll ever have there, and I hope he dies a horrible death."