To take a step back and think of our parents letting us out of the house to roam where we did without having any way of getting into contact with us is absolutely bonkers to me as a parent now.
I’m having to work on a safety plan for a trade school. There is no good way of establishing communication across campus in the event of a disaster outside of A) Walkie Talkies or B) Cellphones. And honestly I can’t entrust faculty and staff to grab a walkie talkie in such an event. What I can trust is that they’ll have their cellphone on them.
To take a step back and think of our parents letting us out of the house to roam where we did without having any way of getting into contact with us is absolutely bonkers to me as a parent now.
You’ve bought into paranoia. In the US, most areas are far safer than they were in previous generations. Crime rates are largely down from their highs in the 70’s and 80’s. And even the 90’s wasn’t a safe time, by comparison. Even in the 90’s, the whole “stranger danger” crap was so overblown that it probably did far more harm than good. The problem today is that news, both traditional and online are a 24x7 feed of “doom, DOOM, DOOOOOOOOOOOOM!” which give a horribly skewed perspective on how bad things really are. For my own kids, they disappear with the neighbors’ kids for hours at a time, and we’ll call them in when it gets dark. This usually involves either yelling from the front porch (I really wish I could whistle like my mother did. I could hear that whistle a mile off); or, calling around to the various houses until we find them. They don’t have cell phones yet, and probably won’t for a few more years, as they just don’t need them. Also, I don’t want to worry about an expensive electronic device ending up left somewhere or smashed.
Oh no, I agree with you entirely. That’s my point, I know it’s safer than ever and yet I still want that connection. You can call that paranoia, I call it an overabundance of caution for the soul that means most to me. How my parents did it without that connection during a time that wasn’t safe by comparison is amazing to me.
I’m not worried about my child’s safety in terms of other people. I’m worried because I know all the dumb, outright dangerous shit I did as a child and that they are as predisposed as I am.
To take a step back and think of our parents letting us out of the house to roam where we did without having any way of getting into contact with us is absolutely bonkers to me as a parent now.
I’m having to work on a safety plan for a trade school. There is no good way of establishing communication across campus in the event of a disaster outside of A) Walkie Talkies or B) Cellphones. And honestly I can’t entrust faculty and staff to grab a walkie talkie in such an event. What I can trust is that they’ll have their cellphone on them.
You’ve bought into paranoia. In the US, most areas are far safer than they were in previous generations. Crime rates are largely down from their highs in the 70’s and 80’s. And even the 90’s wasn’t a safe time, by comparison. Even in the 90’s, the whole “stranger danger” crap was so overblown that it probably did far more harm than good. The problem today is that news, both traditional and online are a 24x7 feed of “doom, DOOM, DOOOOOOOOOOOOM!” which give a horribly skewed perspective on how bad things really are. For my own kids, they disappear with the neighbors’ kids for hours at a time, and we’ll call them in when it gets dark. This usually involves either yelling from the front porch (I really wish I could whistle like my mother did. I could hear that whistle a mile off); or, calling around to the various houses until we find them. They don’t have cell phones yet, and probably won’t for a few more years, as they just don’t need them. Also, I don’t want to worry about an expensive electronic device ending up left somewhere or smashed.
Oh no, I agree with you entirely. That’s my point, I know it’s safer than ever and yet I still want that connection. You can call that paranoia, I call it an overabundance of caution for the soul that means most to me. How my parents did it without that connection during a time that wasn’t safe by comparison is amazing to me.
I’m not worried about my child’s safety in terms of other people. I’m worried because I know all the dumb, outright dangerous shit I did as a child and that they are as predisposed as I am.