My folks were hippies. Did the woodstock thing and all. I grew up around them smoking pot at parties and stuff. When Nancy Reagan told us all it was bad my parents told me she was full of shit, that smoking dope sometimes was as ok as drinking a few beers and that when I moved out of the house I was free to do what I wanted.
As for sex, pretty much the same thing. Wrap your willie, wait till you're an adult, and don't do it here.
I'm as honest with my kids about drugs now.
Yes he did. I'd lay a hefty bet that he rehearsed it. Immigrant and the n-word aren't close enough to flub. Impregnate and Immigrant? Sure. And you can see him smirk. He's wanted to say this for a long, long time.
Lace codes (and brace or strap codes I'm reminded above) are largely dead now. It started letting up when it was discovered how dope blue Docs looked with red laces.
See? The system works!
Hitting a guy with an ax handle. There's not a lot of nuance or grace in it.
Back a few lifetimes ago in this area it was anti-gay.
Yeah, absolutely. It's's an old Skinhead/Bonehead thing. You'd rock different colors to say what you sort of believed. Red was neo-nazi, white was klan or white power, blue I think was pro cop, yellow was anti-gay, green was something bad but I don't remember what, may be you robbed everyone. This was kind of nationwide but varied by area somewhat. Like blue could mean pro cop or anticop. This was way before think blue line stuff.
So growing up you'd see a bunch of bone heads strutting around with white laces and you'd know they were all racist shiteaters.
Mostly I think it was a way for skins to decide who to fight. Like I say, I was a punk, so not as much into fighting for fun like most skins were. I just ran with some because being a skater and a punk then was a little harder if you got caught alone. And having friends that liked to fight was just good sense.
I'm 52 now so I don't punch anyone anymore. But back in the mid '80s to early '90s I was one of a few skatepunks that ran around with some ofe the local Unity Skins. We did a fair bit of nazi punching (and ax handling). This was toward the end of lace codes and wearing patches on bomber jackets. I'm not sure we changed anyone's mind but for a few years, no one was rocking confederate flags or white laces in the open. But I'm just some random guy online so take everything I say with a grain of salt.
(White, red, and yellow laces still give me pause. My teen came home one day wearing yellow laces and we had to have a talk. After some fact checking, and him explaining some stuff, I let it go and got a pair of yellows for my boots. Funny how things change over time and areas).
To be fair, any technology you don't understand can be mistaken for magic. In this case that technology is coherence.
There's a whole other 50% in the buildings that didn't.
It was almost as good as the first two. It was so fun, scary, and familiar. There were a handful of fan service things (shots, lines, props....) that felt like actual fan service and not nostalgia boner bullshit.
It was more like when you move out and are on your own.