neonmad
一日三秋 (yírìsānqiū)
Of course, it all isn't that simple. But it was safer to walk down the street then. I can't help but feel that people were a bit more tolerant of their fellow man, and less likely to commit murder in cold bold.
This reminded me of the experience that a transgender minister in my city talked about in April. He was born (female) in 1939 and was raped in the streets by numerous men; they wanted to "teach" her what it meant to be a woman: having sex with men/being dominated by men (and therefore, she could not possibly be a lesbian - much less a man later on - etc.) Anyway, that would have been about 50 yrs. ago!
They were tough times and people were certainly not tolerant. Don't get me started on my red-headed grandpa from Macon (I'm pretty sure he never raped or killed anyone, though!...unless you count blowing up 'gators, which I do); my mom's grandpa was shot dead by a man who thought he was someone else (supposedly)...
I think people were plenty likely to commit murder if they thought they could get away with it - which they could if they killed someone who "deserved it".
I'm a very nostalgic person, so I have to remind myself of things like this.
If we could have modern liberalism and the privacy and pace of yesteryear, that would be grand...
P.S. Chica, I think you will be pleased to know it was the prostitutes who safeguarded the future minister during the rest of her time on the streets (from being kicked out of the home by family). They were tolerant of their fellow man.