In the 1940s, when I was playing baseball with the kids from the street, was the world around us full of perverts and psychos? While we frolicked in the corner vacant lot, did warped people, mind sick people, plotting robberies, rapes, murders and kidnappings, occupy the surrounding homes, apartments, and shops?
The current state of our foul society might have been the same in the 40s and 50s. On the other hand, was it as sweet and safe as we thought it was, as we pedaled around the streets on our bikes, or gather on streets with the smoothest pavement so we could roller skate? The wheels were steel, in those days. Do you remember skate keys?
Perhaps it was the same then as it is now, but without social media all over the place, we just didn’t know. Am I lucky to have reached the age of 80 without ever having been abused by my parents or uncles or strangers? If such atrocities were happening in the past, it must have been much less frequent. If it was less frequent than currently, then why?
It has begun to feel to me like the social decline throughout the world is a precursor to devastation. A society that spawns characters like Putin and Trump, Bin Laden and Asad, must be sick from within.
If I were a young man today, I would never have children. They would grow up in a really crappy society.