I know. I'm not even old and I went to a huge school in a suburb of a huge city and when I was a kid knives were not allowed but if you accidently had one in your pocket or backpack (which carried books during the day but was an adventure survival kit in the evening) they just told you to pick it up at the principals office after school where it would be held for safekeeping.
In HS, during hunting season, there were guns all over the parking lot. As long as you didn't take them out of your car it didn't really matter. I think it was technically a felony to have them but no one really cared at the time.
And fights were a 30 minute detention.
I do know what you are saying. There is still no excuse for a kid to spend more of his free time on games than life though.
They can still build treehouses, have pocket knives at home and bb guns too, a fist fight usually doesn't escalate to the police if its not on state property and the fact that killing an imaginary monster with an imaginary weapon in an imaginary future is more appealing then heading down to the local pool to see all the classmate cuties in bikinis and hopefully steal a kiss is just sad.
It's just sad to see so much time go to absolute bullshit with no meaning. They don't even know how much better childhood can be.
None of my best memories are of beating a videogame. Zero. I know it was fun at the time but I look back fondly at my treehouse and all the other things I've mentioned.
Plus Rachelle's boobs, the first pair I ever saw or felt. It happened behind the playground at the local country club while hanging out at the pool. I can't help but think that had I been that age today I would have been pressing "x, x, square, triangle" instead of playing with nipples.