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laklak wrote:For the first time in a lot of these kids' lives they're going to have to just suck it up, Hard lessons coming and nothing to be done about it.
Scarlett and Ironclad wrote:Campermon,...a middle aged, middle class, Guardian reading, dad of four, knackered hippy, woolly jumper wearing wino and science teacher.
Rachel Bronwyn wrote:I don't understand why people are having so much trouble with this. Aside from businesses being closed, it's the same as summer. "Go outside" is how we get through summer. It's how we're getting through this.
OlivierK wrote:My middle kid is barred from seeing his girlfriend, who is isolating due to a congenital heart condition.
jamest wrote:laklak wrote:For the first time in a lot of these kids' lives they're going to have to just suck it up, Hard lessons coming and nothing to be done about it.
I'm not as old as you, but when I was a kid we didn't have any source of heating in our council house, other than a fireplace in the living room (coal). We didn't even have any source of light in our bedroom (cuz the electrics were never fixed). Indeed, we didn't even have an internal toilet and had to go for a piss/shit in the back yard. Bath nights were in those metallic museum pieces you might have come across somewhere, bath tubs. Anyone who knows anything about that will remember foremost how depressed one was at being last on the enforced Sunday bath, when the surface of the bath was encrusted with 'white stuff'.
These days, as I encounter new technology and visit museums where my memories of early life is depicted in the next room to [say] Napoleonic history, I'm dumbfounded.
This was in the 60s and early 70s, England. Where I lived, at that time, turns out not to be much different from when our house was built, in Queen Victoria's reign (1880s, from memory), except that we were supposed to have electrical lighting. Since I was nearly always sent to bed before dark and there was never any electrical lighting in my bedroom (shared by two other siblings), and since we didn't have a 'hot tap', I think it's fair to say that I have an inkling of what it's like to be piss-poor. In other words, even though this is the 21st century, much of my life has its roots in 19th century living.
I'm not complaining about this, btw. I'm actually celebrating that fact, because what I've learned from that experience is
the VALUE of the comforts most of you now take for granted, especially your kids.
I'm now in the unenviable position of trying to impose my values upon my kids who know nothing more depressing than that their internet connection isn't currently working.
That's precisely WHY I fear this crisis could cripple them, I suppose. Back in my day, it would take much more than that.
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