Can you imagine what a Saturday afternoon must have been like in the 1960's? Go to the local golf course and pay 2 bucks to play. There are no brown people in sight, you smoke half a pack of Marlboro Reds and cruise at a healthy .125 BAC. You can sexually objectify the beer cart girl with no remorse and then drive home in your 1967 Ford Mustang that you bought for 7000 dollars brand new and sit down to a home cooked meal and a beer from your wife and hang out with your 7 children in a house you bought for 15k. Absolute paradise.