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No Big Deal! What Could Possibly Go Wrong?  

Rdyguy4u 64M
12 posts
9/10/2013 5:31 pm
No Big Deal! What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Common Sense.
Did anyone see where it went? It seems to be missing everywhere I look. People still driving with a phone glued to their ear, changing lanes without even checking to see if anyone is there and not even bothering with that little thing called a turn signal. Crossing busy intersections against the lights and not using the crosswalks. Riding bicycles down the middle of the street going the wrong way. You name it, it's everywhere!
In no other place is that more prevalent than in Washington D.C. with our elected leader's as it seems nobody has any and don't really seem to care! But as I said before, politics are best left to those who are dishonest and have no conscience!
For the longest time I didn't have any either, which I blame on me for not using my own brain, my parents who, looking back, did quite a few questionable things which left impressions on me, and of course the old scapegoat, Television.
As we grow and learn as we are like sponges that absorb information and images that shape us as we mature, so when common sense is not used on a regular basis it becomes the norm. Television perpetuates that by showing unrealistic and outrageous images which if not properly explained, can be miss con-screwed and thought to be the norm or acceptable way of doing things. Granted, It is up to the individual to know the difference between what is real and fiction, but without that parental explanation to help one is left up to their own interpretation.

I remember going camping when I was little, and in the morning my Dad would build the fire by stacking wood the the fire ring with no paper and dowsing the wood with Coleman"s Stove fuel and standing back and flicking matches at it until there was a humongous whoosh and viola instant roaring fire. So I didn't understand why I got in trouble because I lit the BBQ in the same manner. I mean no one told me that you don't light a BBQ that way and Dad always sprayed a crap load of lighter fluid on it and stood back and flicked matches at it so what was the difference? Other than the fact I started the back yard on fire, I did everything he did! Well. maybe not everything.
I also remember the first time I saw Evel Knievel when he jumped the school buses on his<b> motorcycle </font></b>which prompted me the very next day to make a ramp out of plywood resting up against the rear end of the neighbor's car and attempting to jump it on my archaic bicycle not even coming close to clearing it, but instead my rear wheel went through the windshield, stopping my bike and flipping me over the handlebars and coming down face first on the pavement, and after 6 stitches later I got in trouble again for doing only what I had seen.
And when skateboards first came out they were mere planks of wood with metal wheels screwed into them and you had to make sure that you were pointed into right direction as you could not turn them and if you were going to fast, as we were all the time, you had to bail off the thing to avoid hitting a parked car or the curb. I thought I'd be smart one day and grab onto the bumper of the neighbor's car and get a free ride forgetting that not only you can't steer but you can't stop either, so when he stopped I rolled up and over the car. Imagine his surprise to see a coming out of nowhere rolling off the top of the car onto the hood and then down to the pavement! 8 stitches later I got in trouble again and my Dad made me watch as he burned my skateboard in the already burned up BBQ.
So, you see, Life imitates art in it's purest form! Just ask Me!
---To be continued---


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