more wuss America

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/04/14/AR2008041402988_pf.html

I am soooo glad I grew up at a time when a kid was allowed to be a kid... I don't know why all these worthless prisses just don't make a law permanently encasing children in three layers of bubble wrap and smothered in antibiotics. No tag! No dodge ball! Man, I was the KING of dodge ball. Oh, I couldn't throw worth a damn, (no accuracy and all the power of an enraged hamster), but I have a highly developed sense of self preservation and could dodge like there was no tomorrow. Dunder-headed jocks would collapse from exhaustion trying to hit me. And I'm still dodging them today...