My MY... How Times Have Changed

Pierre Trudeau Liberals.
When I started high school, there were still Sten guns in cadet stores. By the time I graduated, there were still 4 Brens. Not DP guns. Range in the school basement, of course. I remember taking my .22 to shoot after school, and one of the teachers bringing his .22 pistol. A High Standard, iirc.
 
I lived in a small Sask town, 1000 pop. (Still do!). Walking out of town with a .22 or shotgun was a common thing for me to do. Little old ladies would greet us, "Hello boys!" and carry on down the street. That was in the late '50's and early 60's. Buying .22 shells wasn't a problem. Both the old time hardware store owners and clerks knew me from day one. One of the old owners would sell us a round of ammo out of a full box to help out with our "collection". My Dad bought me a new Cooey 39 when I was 12, and the owner of the store threw in a box of long rifle ammo.

Lots of people hunted ducks, geese, upland, and whitetail. There were no moose around here back then. Lots of men hunted whitetail to help feed their families, usually with a Lee Enfield.

"Gun control" hadn't infected the government yet.
 
I grew up in a smaller SK town of about 4000. I'm only 35 now so my pre-teen days were in the mid to late 90's. It was never an issue to pedal my bike down to the gravel pits outside of town with the Cooey on my back. It also wasn't an issue picking up more ammunition when needed at an early age. I enjoyed that freedom then, but wish I had some of the stories to tell that the older generation do.
 
My buddy from Toronto told me a story of when HE bought his first gun from a Dept store (Sears?). Took the subway there and back, no one batted and eye.
 
If the media stopped glorifying the lunatics that commit gun related crimes and the government started prosecuting the real criminals. OH wait that makes sense so its never gonna happen. Maybe we should die our hair and get fake boobs, dress like your neither and walk with a cane to draw a check and have six neglected kids and make more than a REAL couple that actually try to do the rite thing. GOOD TIMES
 
I remember walking down the highway with a couple buddies with .22s and 410s when a couple volunteer firefighters picked us up in a fire department panel van to give us a ride back to town.
 
53Izzy744 said:
Wonder what has changed between Canada then and Canada now...
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Law abiding folks started hunting/shooting with the same "assault" rifles that were used in mass killings, as seen frequently in the media.

No longer could you distinguish the good guys, from the bad guys! Got to the point where some couldn't tell a Cooey 39, from a Tommy gun.

How else can you explain panic calls to the police, 'bout rednecks with machine guns strapped to the hood of their Jeeps.

If I exposed my weapons today, the way I did yesteryear, I could only expect to be shot dead, for the good of mankind.
 
starvin said:
Call of duty etc. F’d everything up.
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I agree. I know a pile of youngsters on here will flame me for saying anything about their beloved video games (idiot boxes!) but it doesn't take a scholar to draw a correlation between the advent of first person shooter games where the only object is to kill as many people as possible and the incredible upswing of armed violence in society. Sure the government and their tying of parents hands in regard to discipline has added to the issue but people need to give their head a shake. What possible good can come from "games" like GTA where murdering hookers and cops is the point of the game?! I'm 58 and got into Frogger, Donkey Kong and Super Mario. I even played DOOM 3 and thought the violence of killing mutated alien/scientists was a bit warped. The video games that 7 and 8 years are given to placate them these days are nothing less than psychotic.
 
handofzeus said:
I agree. I know a pile of youngsters on here will flame me for saying anything about their beloved video games (idiot boxes!) but it doesn't take a scholar to draw a correlation between the advent of first person shooter games where the only object is to kill as many people as possible and the incredible upswing of armed violence in society. Sure the government and their tying of parents hands in regard to discipline has added to the issue but people need to give their head a shake. What possible good can come from "games" like GTA where murdering hookers and cops is the point of the game?! I'm 58 and got into Frogger, Donkey Kong and Super Mario. I even played DOOM 3 and thought the violence of killing mutated alien/scientists was a bit warped. The video games that 7 and 8 years are given to placate them these days are nothing less than psychotic.
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I completely agree, I was visiting my 13 year old nephew recently. Major COD player, so he enthusiastically knows the types and names of various black guns but there is a complete disconnect to reality and cause and effect that the video games imply as reality. I have a decent black/red gun collection, you would think he would find it cool to actually handle the real thing, weirdly not so much for him. Finds them too heavy or whatever or objection that does not fit his video game induced perception of reality.
Don't get me wrong I like an occasional good first shooter game but fortunately it gives me old man vertigo after only about 15 minutes :)
 
handofzeus said:
I agree. I know a pile of youngsters on here will flame me for saying anything about their beloved video games (idiot boxes!) but it doesn't take a scholar to draw a correlation between the advent of first person shooter games where the only object is to kill as many people as possible and the incredible upswing of armed violence in society. Sure the government and their tying of parents hands in regard to discipline has added to the issue but people need to give their head a shake. What possible good can come from "games" like GTA where murdering hookers and cops is the point of the game?! I'm 58 and got into Frogger, Donkey Kong and Super Mario. I even played DOOM 3 and thought the violence of killing mutated alien/scientists was a bit warped. The video games that 7 and 8 years are given to placate them these days are nothing less than psychotic.
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There is something about our imagination that can get warped - #### addictions and now certain drugs are the constant among rapists - and there is that bit about "whoso looketh after a woman to lust after her has committed adultery in his heart." We are not immune to the goals that we imagine in our mind, or the imagined methods of scoring - so video games that encourage scoring by doing harm is likely not innocent play - and lusting after the girl next door is a fire that will not go out.

There may have been times in life where I could have imagined that applying some lead at speed would have accelerated the resolution of issues, but scoring by violence.... well... Cowboy Bob would have some stuff to deal with on his ride off into the sunset - strange how all of those old movies were attempting to justify in our mind the use-of-lead instead of being-led by kindness - I guess that sort of smarm wouldn't sell movies or videogames - Roy Rodgers being careful not to trigger the townsfolk as he sets up a youth-group - carefully including the cattle-barons son in the hymn-sing and his daughter in the local quilting bee... I think that I need to go shoot something - just to keep me awake after writing that.

When people live without conscience, it is replaced by pseudo-morals - animalism and animal worship ( strange!) become common - natural affection is lost and selfishness replaces love - and all of this is successful in the self-destruction of a person, and a civilization. So what to rebuild upon? - we can - it seems - deduce science, but where to get a new conscience. Science, we search out and admit the truth of it - the rules of it - but after we have brutalized and discarded our conscience, we have nothing left to listen to - no seed truth to begin with... like .... what is Good? Equality? Diversity? Inclusivity? Exclusivity?... we are lost like.... sheep without a shepherd - so all we have left is "kill the other guy." Hooray! - times ... yes ... they have changed - and here we are back where we were a long time ago - and the arena is packed - roaring for blood - savages all... animals... us. As the story goes, there will be a little child to lead us - in us - not the big part of us, but the little part of us - the humble part - and he will become King to chosen - and will tell of what is Good. The arena, once packed, will dwindle to empty cages as mens appetites will be more docile and governed kindly from within - a reset of resets.

The times - they need changing, and it is time to change to the tiller on the tractor.
 
ronecol said:
In the 1970s we lived in Bancroft. My oldest boy was in high school. It was common for him to go hunting for a few hours after school.

He'd come home after school change his clothes and head out with his .22. At the end of our street (Johnston Cresc) is the public school. Beyond the public school was the woods. Carrying his rifle he'd walk down Johnston Cresc, through the school yard - often with kids playing in the yard - and on into the woods. A few hours later he'd make the return trip usually carrying a rabbit or two or maybe a grouse.

No one thought that was odd or unusual and definitely no one ever called the police to dispatch the swat team.

Can you imagine that occurring today?

There's probably hundreds of such or somewhat similar stories to remember in the good old days.
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In my old age, the greatest disappointment is what has happened to our society since the mid 1960's.

After world war two ended there were about twenty really great years.

Those were the years to build on..........but we ended up with nothing but corrupt leadership.

And so here we are with a few of us old timers still able to recall the great era that is gone forever.
 
Grew up in a hick town called Okotoks and was common during lunch hour to go doe the the Armoury and buy ammo and one guy a 22 and bring it back to school to take home after school was out.
 
About 1992.. worked in downtown Prince George a couple blocks from the RCMP detachment. Hunted a fair bit with my boss. His shotgun needed some work in advance of duck season so at lunch time he walked over to EDI with pump gun over the shoulder (action opened), no case... right past the cop station and delivered said gun to the shop for repairs. Nobody cared. Tactical response these days would draw national news coverage.
 
I grew up in Southern Alberta. I could hop on my mountain bike with a small pack and my shotgun slung across my back and head out of town to drop a few birds along the coulees and properties that bordered the airport. I remember biking back after dark, with a stringer of mallards, sharpies, huns, and pheasants and never bothered by anyone. A few times the local city police or RCMP offered me a ride home, stuffing my bike, birds, and shotgun into their trunk then talking hunting with me as they drove me home.

Today it would result in a plethora of 911 calls, tactical unit deployed, the kid either shot dead or zap strapped and facedown for terrorizing some Karen in the suburbs. I had neighbours call 911 when they saw me hanging a deer or skinning a bear in my garage.
 
Well, if it's a rose colored glasses thread...I got a Ruger Mk1 tapered bull bbl with a factory brake by summerfallowing for a local LEO, Sgt at that time IIRC.
Custom grips, a swanky unit considering I was in Grade 9.
He had an Iver Johnson top break in 38 S & W just laying on his dresser... I'm assuming it was not registered.
I saw another LEO pull a Beretta in 22 Short out at a branding... I'd been shooting the Ruger...the Beretta had dismal accuracy compared to it.
The same Sgt asked how I was doing with a pistol " Fine"
He reached into his blazer and pulled out a pretty snazzy undercover revolver and we stepped outside to bust some caps.
Yeah, Southern AB raised
 
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