Nothing has changed other than a cure for polio and the fact people are open about such things, less inclined to keep them secret. They might have mentioned segregation.

I would much rather live in "repressed" 1950's America than now, when social media encourages so many people to spew their personal problems into the ether waiting for similarly afflicted ciphers to offer some ersatz sympathy or understanding. An era when prostitution was a furtive thing done in real time, when pornography was underground, when there was shame for sexual deviance, when most people had a sense of decorum I find more attractive than where we are now in the decadence.

I'm old enough to remember the early 1960s when I could as a 5-year-old roam the streets of my Southside Chicago neighborhood with no fear of assault armed only with a healthy respect for adults and a wary eye for the few creeps and criminals that were around, a sort of nonaggresive cynicism and self assurance that came from hanging out with my older brother and getting advice from him, his friends, and my older cousins.