Does Anyone Miss the Old Days When Things Weren’t Politically Correct?

I so miss the 80′s. Even though I was a teenager, I could do what I wanted and act freely within reason, as I wasn’t a complete idiot like most teenagers today. And somehow, society accepted my behavior. It worked for all of us! For instance, when a mean boy picked on me in school or around the neighborhood, I’d kick him in the balls and he learned never to pick on me again. Nowadays if I were a teenager, I’d have to go through peer counseling to learn how to deal with the pressure of teasing. But then again, my bully could put a mean video of me up on YouTube, and it would be his constitutional right to do so.

Remember how annoying those arrogant popular girls were in high school? You know the ones, they floated through school thinking they were all that and put you down every chance they had, especially if you were poor white trash like I was. I got the pleasure of punching one of those chicks in the face (Ok, that might have happened when I was in middle school, but they bitch deserved it, especially since I was 2 years younger. Oh man, the balls I had back then!) and guess what? That arrogant girl never got in my way again. Nowadays, her posse would cyber stalk me on Facebook or Twitter, or even posting mean things about me on our schools Facebook group page. I would be crushed.

We’ve moved from a society of mouths and fists to a society of “let’s judge what the most fair thing” is.  I’m absolutely sick of it. I want to be able to tell people off when they deserve it. I want to look someone in the eye and tell them they are an a-hole, without facing a misdemeanor Swearing in Public ticket, paying a fine, or even getting a criminal record.

Kids aren’t learning how to deal with problems and its spilling into our adult lives. These days if you are mad at your co-worker, you have to suck it up and pretend to like her while taking her petty digs and looks, or you have to go run to your boss to tattle on her, which half the time makes your boss start to resent you for giving them more work to deal with. Can you imagine what would happen if you actually told your work enemy how you feel they are harassing you? Ha! Next thing you know, you’d be the one losing your job for harassing them. Back in the day you could call them out directly and that would be it, and you’d end up going on for drinks after work, picking up men together, and coming into work 2 hours late because of your massive hangovers … and that would be fine by your boss, since they were still technically drunk, too.

All I know is this–I don’t want to live in a politically correct world. I want to live in the real world, don’t you?