I'd swap the IRA for Al Queda any day of the week. In the 80's we had proper terrorists who had a well defined, if still mental, agenda, gave actual warnings more often than not, and didn't seem particularly keen on taking themselves out along with their target. And a plane hijacking usually meant some dodgy middle east lads just wanted to go somewhere else, usually another airport, rather than into the nearest building. You knew where you were with your 80's terrorists.
Actually something that's pretty important is that as a kid in the 80s I had a great deal of personal freedom.
I could go out and play all day unsupervised. I used to walk to the shop age 7 on a saturday morning to buy my football stickers, it's over a mile away.
My mum and dad weren't afraid of paedophiles in the same way that there's all the hysteria now.
I don't think kids now get that kind of freedom and it's quite sad.
Yeah, let's swap what is effectively a distant, albeit real threat for the very real and immediate one that was/is right on our doorstep....
Or we could also assume tongue was very firmly in cheek as I said to the other guy. Jesus.
Backing down from a stupid statement by pretending you were being satirical......check!!!
Proper terrorists who killed, maimed and injured far more UK and Irish civilians than all the Islamic terror groups put together........not to mention all the organised criminality and direct threats to the UK public directly attributed to members of the IRA and their affiliates.
Yeah, let's swap what is effectively a distant, albeit real threat for the very real and immediate one that was/is right on our doorstep....
Born in 73
Winters were snow covered and the world didn't grind to a halt.
You walked to school on your own, rain or shine and if you forgot your PE kit you did it in your underpants, no one brought you the kit from home for you.
Schools didn't close because it was a bit windy or there was a dusting of snow on the ground
You had a paper round if you wanted money
and you went to cub scouts and knocked on doors for spare change (forgot the cause )
You messed around in the woods and built hideouts without fear of being anally raped
You didn't worry about getting mugged or having the **** kicked out of you
You wondered what the hell that white poo was from on the pavements.
You mowed the lawns without question
You mowed your neigbours lawns for extra pocket money
You helped wash the dishes without question
and you certainly didn't back chat your parents teachers or elders, well unless you liked getting slippered / belted or caned that is.
If you got caught by a copper doing something you shouldn't, you were dragged back to your home by the ear lobe and got more slippering / belting or caning by your parents.
Your parents thanked the police for this service!
You didn't get £1 million quids worth of Christmas presents, you got a few wooden toys, maybe a Tonka toy if you were really lucky and you were thankful.
Your parents had big hair, beards and frilly clothes and didn't sit you in front of a TV to keep you quiet.
OK bored now.
Actually something that's pretty important is that as a kid in the 80s I had a great deal of personal freedom.
I could go out and play all day unsupervised. I used to walk to the shop age 7 on a saturday morning to buy my football stickers, it's over a mile away.
My mum and dad weren't afraid of paedophiles in the same way that there's all the hysteria now.
I don't think kids now get that kind of freedom and it's quite sad.
Born in 1970.
I rememebr a few of us going on a 'Stand By Me' type outing to some old rickety railway bridge that took us across rivers, canals and train lines over a whole sumers day. I was only 7 at the time.
Nowadays? Jeez i wouldn't let my son down to the shop on his own until he was about 12. Maybe slightly over protective, but i do think its a sign of the times.
Adrenaline, pumped up, Natural High.
You ever jumped out of a plane, bungee jump, Been in the ring, same feeling
Dunno if mentioned, but just watch "This is England"
and you were trapped with smokers
Born in 75 and can concur with the playing outside till all hours. Still did enjoy our TV though, especially He-Man, Willy Fogg and the great Cities of Gold! It may be because there wasn't a lot of TV that I appreciated it more. For the same reason it may be why I also think there were much better adverts in the 80's; well at least more memorable. Kia-ora (too orangy for crows), Fudge (just enough to give your kids a treat), Um-Bongo (they drink it in the Congo) and the Birds Eye Steak-House one (hope its chips its chips).
Is it just me and my friends, but can all those around in the 80's remember the songs/tunes to those without having to look them up on YouTube?
I always remember everyone at school having watched the QED programme "John's Not Mad", despite never having even mentioned seeing QED before. It was about a young lad with tourettes. Everyone just started swearing and explained that they were discussing the programme when pulled up by a teacher.
[FnG]magnolia;21800530 said:Jesus Christ.