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Dovid Campbell's avatar

I have a lot of sympathy for parents who lived through this period. Growing up in the nineties, I watched myself and my friends transition from spending most of our time outdoors to playing video games. It wasn't that our parents had become uncomfortable with our unsupervised playtime. It was simply that technology had improved so much that our most imaginative games could no longer hold a candle to the latest first-person shooter. In the process, we discovered certain corners of the internet; the strange combination of anonymity and access that encouraged young people (or those pretending to be young people) to communicate in ways that genuinely frightened our parents. In a way, it was we who exposed them to a darker way of seeing the world.

I also recall my parents' confusion. My father grew up in the forties and fifties. He collected baseball cards. His heroes were real people who had worked hard and achieved something. He could buy a new card, then go watch that player at the local baseball stadium, and then imagine himself as that player when he and his friends played ball in a vacant lot. In other words, his hobby grounded him; it brought him into contact with real people doing real things.

I collected Pokémon cards. I saw my heroes in comic books, but as the technology improved, they became ubiquitious - in TV shows, movies, Nintendo, and even the GameBoy I carried in my pocket. I told my parents repeatedly how boring "real life" was compared to a world where you could collect magical animals. In important ways, my hobby alienated me from the world, and my parents noticed.

Without a doubt, parents have become more weary about entrusting their children to the world, and perhaps about entrusting the world to their children as well. But when I reflect on the reasons for this shift, I find them not in some sudden neurotic episode of my parents' generation, but in the technologically-mediated cultural erosion of my own.

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Sarah Fowler Wolfe's avatar

I favor an "old fashioned" child responsibility model. But it's very hard in today's world if you don't live in a rural area. I let my 6yo play around the sidewalks and green space around our apartment, but adults will constantly ask her where her parents are. When she's says they're at home and know she's out they physically require her to come home and are shocked and judgemental when I say she's allowed out. It's come to the point where she runs inside to hide from any adults to avoid this interaction. She's not in the street or parking lot. She's running around having imaginative play.

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