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“Back in my day, a handful of rocks and a stick where my only toys and as for an allowance, shoot, I was allowed to breathe and was damn happy about it.” – Generic Scolder of Todays’ Youth

Every generation has them, people who swear up and down that the latest generation of children is softer than two-ply and is going to ruin us all.

Anyone of you remember when you came home with a leather jacket, motorcycle boots and a gallon of oil in your hair? You might have just come from the sock hop where Chuck Berry and Elvis Presley records had been spinning on the turntable. Your parents thought that...