bmovies60 asked: I was born in the year 1969. When I was 7 years old, we had the Presidential elections of 1976. I had heard the title “President of the United States” being mentioned maybe one or two times, but I really had no clue as to what that was, what it meant, or who that was. Nor did I care. I just enjoyed my time being a kid. The news of the day, political or not, didnt enter my consciousness.
Fast forward about 5 years from 1976 to 1981. Now, I’m 12 years old and I know what the President of the United States is, but again I still don’t really care about politics or the news of the day. In fact on the day of Reagan’s inauguration, I was in school and my History teacher brought with him to school his black and white 12 inch screen tv so that all the kids could see the inauguration. He set up his tv in the classroom where we had our science classes (because it was the biggest classroom that could hold alot of people) and invited the kids and teachers from other classes to come watch. What with the tv set being so tiny, and the classroom being so filled up with students, some of them standing on chairs, me and some of my friends couldnt see the tv even if we wanted to. We saw this as a welcome break from our regular studies. So, hidden from sight from the teachers by all the other kids, we quietly played around in the rear of the classroom.
Fast forward another 4 years or so and I’m fully aware of politics, the issues of the day, local and international. I know who the President is, what a congressman and senator is, etc. And thats the start of my blood pressure problems. 
And here I am today, and sometimes I look back when I was around 7-12 years old. I was dirt poor, and I went without alot of material things, but I still had no clue of how bad the economy really was (it was pretty bad throughout the entire 1970s-early 80s), along with all the other garbage that was occuring in the whole world that was making the adults crazy. And I was completely unaware of it all. Just getting on with my life, being a kid, the outside world with its bad news not affecting me mentally. How I sometimes miss that. “No, the older you get, the smarter you get.”
Well thats true, but there are times where I’d gladly trade in my newfound smarts for my old ignorance
