I learned a very valuable life lesson the second time the forces of nature hurled me from my mother’s olive green station wagon and spun me faster than a Sit and Spin onto the asphalt covering a very busy Cleveland roadway.
If you play with car locks — tugging them up and pushing them down, up and down, up and down — the door just might open and spit you out on the asphalt.
I haven’t played with a car’s locks since that day nearly three decades ago and I haven’t fallen out of any big Buick station wagons.
What didn’t kill me definitely made me less stupid.
Automotive safety laws and standards have come a long way since the early 80s when I fell out of the car and scraped up my bum. The seat belts in my mom’s car were metal and, for all intents and purposes, optional.
These days, everyone is a lot safer — there are air bags, brakes that actually brake, and seat belts that don’t burn your legs after baking in the hot sun.
That said, safety is awfully annoying. Take the new super-nerdo Ohio Booster Seat Law.
If it weren’t enough that kids under a certain height can’t sit in the front seats of cars or play dodgeball, now most will have to stay in a car seat until they are 8 years old or 4 feet 9 inches or taller.
Officials says this is all for a good reason. Children ages 4 to 8 are too small to be protected adequately by the car’s seat belt system designed by adults.
I say yeah, good deal, but jeez. How lame for the kid. What 8-year-old wants to be in a little kid booster seat?
Another right of passage of childhood, abandoning your car seat, bites the dust.
Sure, it is all in the best interest of safety. But it seems an overwhelming amount of stuff is for the sake of safety. Playgrounds are cushioned because someone might scrape their knees. Kids can’t jump on trampolines or ride their bikes without 38 pounds of safety equipment.
The message is clear: running, jumping and hanging upside down from things might seem like a lot of fun, but it’s dangerous. Fun should be avoided at all cost.
There is no need to grow up and learn valuable lessons when society will simply encase your body in bubble wrap and inject you with safety, safety and safety.
Yes, it is best to sit on the sofa with the newest, bloodiest Xbox game. Don’t bother moving anything south or north of your elbow. Eat Snickers and Little Debbie snack cakes. Drink containers of Monster and Mountain Dew.
Let your avatar learn to play guitar or steal taxis in the virtual world.
In my day, we stole our own taxi cabs, thank you very much. We also, for what it’s worth, fell out of our mothers’ station wagons. Thankfully some of us survived.
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