I think your experiences are clouding your judgement. Just because you grew up then doesn’t mean you have knowledge of everyone who grew up then, nor on everyone growing up now.
I am not much younger than you and I distinctly recall parents and police responding to several incidents. But same deal, just because i saw it doesn’t make it universally true.
Maybe it was also local to where I was. It was just my general experience that it happened enough to be quite surprising that not one thing was done about it.
For example we had a neighbour when I was growing up who was known to have lost his teaching job for exposing his penis to his students. He exposed himself to my mother one day, and apparently to several other neighbours. His wife was a piano teacher, and despite what he had done pretty much everyone went to piano lessons with her. He would meet you at the door in nothing but his underwear. Nobody did a thing about it. It just seemed very normalized to me.
It was very different in that when you went home and told your parents about it they didn’t do anything at all. Nowadays parents act on it.
Where are you getting your information?
I lived it myself!
You were in a kid in the 70s/80s and now? Curious.
I was born in the 70s but obviously most of my childhood memories would come from the 80s.
I think your experiences are clouding your judgement. Just because you grew up then doesn’t mean you have knowledge of everyone who grew up then, nor on everyone growing up now.
I am not much younger than you and I distinctly recall parents and police responding to several incidents. But same deal, just because i saw it doesn’t make it universally true.
Maybe it was also local to where I was. It was just my general experience that it happened enough to be quite surprising that not one thing was done about it.
For example we had a neighbour when I was growing up who was known to have lost his teaching job for exposing his penis to his students. He exposed himself to my mother one day, and apparently to several other neighbours. His wife was a piano teacher, and despite what he had done pretty much everyone went to piano lessons with her. He would meet you at the door in nothing but his underwear. Nobody did a thing about it. It just seemed very normalized to me.