Election Day, Smelection Day: Now is Always Better Than Then

It is customary to believe that people are less happy, less free, less everything now-a-days than they were in some glorious past. My theory is that the glorious past is always at least about 30 years old. That's because communal recollection only goes back 30 years. So when I was growing up (in the 80's), the 50's were perfect . . .

I'm not a fan of the glorious past because (1) I don't believe it ever existed; (2) NOW is so much better than THEN.

Here is my life NOW compared to what it would have been THEN--in this case, 150+ years ago:

I can read and write (this has not been true for most people--men and women--throughout history, discounting the Puritans' obsessive reading stats).
I am educated, and it was considered normal for me, a woman, to attend both high school and college.
I can own property, and I can sue people and/or have them arrested if they try to take it away from me.
I am allowed to teach, and although a few of my immigrant students find this unusual (a woman teacher!), nobody considers it abnormal.
My job choices are not limited to farm work, factory work, being a nurse, teaching little children, or service (maid, etc.).
I (still) retain the majority of my paycheck for my own use and can dispose of it at my own discretion.
I have never been threatened with jail because I was in debt/missed a loan payment.

I can vote and when I go (outside) to the voting booth, I do not have to wear clothes that cover my whole body and my face. (Actually, I can wear just about anything I want.)
I am not held at gunpoint while I vote.
I am not harassed for my views (if I discount pollsters, toads, and annoying phone calls).
I have never gained or lost a job based on my voting record.

I can live by myself, not with parents and/or siblings.
I am not married or have kids and although my hairdresser finds this odd, my lack of spouse and/or child has never disqualified me from getting a loan or a job. I have also never been sent to a mental hospital (yes, women without children have been perceived as unbalanced in the past). Some social pressure is still exerted--I sometimes think it would be easier to tell my hairdresser I'm gay than to try to explain that I am single, straight, and have no children (although it isn't the "single" thing that confuses people, it's the "no child" thing. This is actually one of the nice things about my conservative church: I don't have to explain why I don't have kids; I get more pressure from non-church sources. In general, we live in a society that still expects a womanly woman to have--and want--children).

Speaking of children, I'm not dead from being married at age 16, having had six kids in six years and finally getting infected in the aftermath of the last childbirth.

I'm not dead from scurvy.
I'm not dead from plague.
I'm not dead from smallpox.
I'm not dead from blood poisoning.
I'm not dead from tuberculosis
I'm not dead from consumption.
I'm not dead from malaria.
I'm not dead from diphtheria.
I'm not dead from diarrhea (no, I'm not kidding; dehydration caused by diarrhea can kill, especially infants).
I'm not dead from typhoid.
I'm not crippled from polio.

I have ready access to meat, and it costs a relatively small portion of my paycheck.
I have ready access to fruits and vegetables which cost me a relatively small portion of my paycheck.
I do not have to have a ration card.
I am not restricted in my diet by legal means (other than hard drugs, which I'm okay with).
I do have access to some drugs, such as aspirin and Neosporin.
I also have access to modern doctors and dentists. (This does NOT mean I have insurance; I don't. I just mean I have access to them, which is historically unusual. If I had to go to the emergency room, I could. For that matter, I save up and see an optometrist once a year.)

My religious beliefs have never prevented me from voting, getting a job, or renting an apartment.
I have never been harassed due to being Mormon (although I have gotten puzzled looks).
In the last 100 years in the U.S., Mormon meetings have never been invaded by federal troops.
In the last 100 years in the U.S., Mormon leaders have never been held at gunpoint—oh, wait, President Hunter was, but the gunman was crazy, and the gun was fake.

I lived in a state that has not endured war on its soil in the last 300 years. I realize this is not true of many places in the United States (and on earth), but it is still remarkable.
I have access to a plethora of information; I can fortunately access information about religions, jobs, politics, education, and books and, unfortunately, pornography, racist and Holocaust denial material. The unfortunate guarantees the fortunate. (Speaking of which, although I have been criticized on my blog, I have never been contacted by legal representatives for my rather innocuous blog's content.)
I have never been legally prevented from moving within and/or between states.
I have never been visited at home by a legal representative. (I was going to write "a legal representative has never come to my home in the middle of the night and questioned me" but actually "never been visited" is accurate. Legal representatives have stopped my car.)
I have never had to pay protection money or hire bodyguards just to survive my day.
I have never lived in a town or city where a fire was left to burn instead of being attended to by the fire department.
I have never lived in a town or city where police non-intervention in a crime was considered acceptable or normal behavior.
I have never had to bribe my mail carrier to deliver my mail.
I have no need to buy a gun, although I could if I wanted to.
I have never been prevented from entering a state or federal building.
I have never been prevented from watching a trial (but then, I don't try very often).
I live in a country of mixed races which just voted a black man as president (I'm not saying he was or wasn't the best option; I just think it's really, really cool!), and where people of many races (and both sexes) occupy military and political positions. (Forget, the last 150+ years; this is unprecedented in the last 50!)

I have never been prevented legally from buying anything I wanted (lack of funds, yes; legal intervention, no). This includes cars, books, medications, educational and religious materials.
I own a car (being able to own--and afford--transportation is unusual for (1) women throughout history; (2) most people in ancient civilizations, and (3) most Americans up to 1950).

I live (and am allowed to live) in reasonably hygienic conditions: I don't have to pour my urine and feces in the street; I don't have to bathe in other people's bath water. I CAN bathe on a daily/every-other-day basis; I do not sleep on the same bedding as my pets; I can wash my clothes on a more than yearly or bi-yearly basis.
And, believe it or not, I breathe relatively clean air (and I live in the city). I do not live in conditions where I am constantly breathing in coal dust nor do I live in conditions where, as my mother can attest, soot has to be cleaned off my walls every spring.
I have access to and can afford (at relatively low expense) to heat myself and cook for myself. (Not to sound all cavewomanly but "Fire--new!" and no, I'm not kidding. The most consistent factor of 19th century literature is how freaking cold everybody is all the time. In 1891 in Paris, Marie Curie lived in a single room with a "small stove that often lacked coal . . . I was obliged to pile all my clothes on the bed covers. In the same room I prepared my meals with the aid of an alcohol lamp and a few kitchen utensils" [from The Crimes of Paris by Dorothy and Thomas Hoobler]. And Curie would have been considered middle-class.)

Now, in many ways, I have had a good life and have lived in good places within the United States. But my experience is not that different from many Americans and members of industrialized countries—which is my point. Throughout history, most of the negatives listed above (things I haven't had done to me, haven’t had to tolerate) have existed as givens for most people. The fact that I live in an era and place where they are less likely to be true—or at least, there's an even chance that they are not true as opposed to true—is to me, remarkable! I'm so glad I wasn't born 150 years ago!!