Welcome to 70s Dad

I have agonized for too long, watching parents ruin everything for their kids. I will remain silent no longer. Whether its the aggravatingly modern "parenting by product" which convinces the naif that your child will lose out if they don't have a "wipe warmer," or the fact that parents are essentially re-enrolling with their kids in Kindergarten, because they sorely lack interests of their own, I intend to highlight the abusrdity of it all, while referencing a better era, parenting in the 70s and early eighties. Remember when you had to get up to change the 3 primary channels you had on TV? when you had the ability to freely roam the neighborhood without fear? Fear of parents stalking your every move? when school was your experience, and PTA meetings were an excuse for your parents to smoke cigarettes and gossip instead of plan peanut free outings or talk about using cloth dolls to solve conflict? I used to be able to call up the neighborhood gang on the rotary at will. My daughter has to schedule her "fun" times, in sealed off homes where the kids basiscally live behind electric dog fences. stay tuned for more outbursts from 70s dad.