The sissification of our youth.
Everybody carried a pocket knife to school when I was growing up, even in grade school.
In highschool (driving age) I always had a shotgun in the trunk of my car during dove & quail season. Many had shotguns in a gun rack in their PU trucks parked in the school parking lot.
We never killed or knifed anyone.
Of course, back then we got an education. We could read and write upon graduation from HS.
I was cutting the magnet out of my note book in 7th grade home room and it slipped. It was only 3-stitch worthy but the one-armed kid next to me threw up. No one even said not to bring it to class again.