Ted Nugent contrasts today’s mediocrity with yesteryear’s butt-kicking.
I suppose some of my young friends back in Detroit in those good old days of the rockin’ 1950s and ’60s could have considered their weekly allowance as a “safety net” to get them through the week. Though they would have been wrong, at least the ridiculous notion of being “entitled” to it hadn’t quite taken effect just yet.
My siblings and I, and thankfully many families of that post-WWII era, were introduced to a much more meaningful and historically proven beneficial perspective: Do your chores and do them right, and you will have a roof over your head, decent food to eat, clean hand-me-down clothing and a family that loves you and will be there for you. Perform them excellently, and the reward of a fun weekend hunting or fishing trip may very well be in the making.
I must admit that seeing all those neighborhood kids with too much time on their hands was awfully appealing in contrast to my pain in the a– work regimen of cutting lawns, raking leaves, painting fences, washing cars, shoveling snow, taking out the trash, cleaning up the house and being part of the Nugent team for a quality and orderly lifestyle.
I was young and dumb and uneducated. One would have to be to not understand these basics of life. But I was learning.
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