I was born just after the war, and lost my dad was I was six with TB which he developed while in a field hospital somewhere abroad. (Second world war, before any rude people ask!) I wasn't alone in being fatherless, plenty of other boys and girls were in the same boat, but I don't remember any of this general lawlessness that abounds today. We went to a typical Yorkshire village school infants in one room juniors in the other, and I can remember us all being in trouble for pinching apples from an orchard, and we were all lined up with hands out to get the cane. We moved from there when I was seven, so I cant have been that old. The headmistress was my mum's best friend, and I remember thinking that she wouldn't hit me...wrong!! we learned pretty early that there were rules, and breaking them brought retribution. Nowadays the kids attitude seems to be that if you've got it and they want it, they make sure they take it.
When it dawns on the loony liberals that legalising drugs, turning a blind eye to domestic violence, and letting children have everything their own way we might manage to turn this country around, but I have a feeling it will be a long wait.