If you were in Third Grade, you were a Bear Scout. That is the first year you were able to carry a pocket knife. But only after achieving Bear Advancements 19a-d to receive the Whittling Chip.
The same requirements as dating back to at least 1964. (My oldest Bear book). And likely much earlier than that.
Tell me again how they’ve just turned into pussies.
You are still in the running for least intelligent posts!
Well, with my history of more than 20,700 brilliant FR posts, I suppose I can live with having one or two that you find "least intelligent."
Nevertheles, my tenure as a Cub Scout precedes your oldest Bear book by almost a decade.
I and all of my peers were playing unsupervised mublety-peg with scout knives since before I was a Cub Scout. It's possible after all these years that my memory is a bit faded in terms of whether I needed to prove my ability to handle a jack knife at a level that met Cub Scout standards when I finally became a Bear cub. But I doubt it.
I'm pretty sure that the only thing that needed to happen for me to have a jack knife was for my mom to buy me one when she bought me my first Cub Scout uniform. Actually, I already had one by that time.
In any case, this entire thread about no water pistol fights is sufficient to demonstrate that the Scouts have deteriorated quite a bit since I was a red-blooded American boy.
Still, whether or not my memory is a bit faulty, might I suggest that with all the money you make for a living, perhaps you might consider purchasing a long course of therapy to help you deal with the unresolved issues that undoubtedly lie at root of your uncalled-for hostility, your appalling rudeness, your insufferable arrogance and your wildly elevated sense of superiority.
Nice mid-life crisis car, by the way.