Lord knows that most of you know I am far from it. But, I was born in 1968 - and not ashamed to admit it so, I "grew up" in the 70s.
I lived through the Carter administration - and was even invited to the inauguration. I couldn't go because it was a school day, but I saw bits and pieces on TV.
I liked Ol' Peanut Head. He was from Georgia, I lived in Georgia. Looking back, I now understand why 2nd graders aren't allowed to vote.
My parents were all about Peanut Head. When he introduced the "energy saving" tactic, my dad put index cards above all light switches (with thumbtacks). They said, "When you leave the room,turn the lights off." It was strictly enforced.
This was also the time I learned to tap the gas pump handle at the end of getting gas to get every last drop in the hose. I still do that.
Anyhoodle, I also still get all hinky when lights are on in a room no one is using. I have been known to exit a room and turn the light out when another person is still there. I can't help myself.
I gripe at my family on a regular basis, "Turn the light off if you're not in the room!" I will walk down the hall to flip a switch off myself if some selfish or absent minded person walks away without doing their "lights off" duty. Besides, it extends the life of the piss poor light bulbs I buy from the Mart of Wal. (Just like gas, those aren't getting any cheaper, either).
I don't recycle and I don't believe in global "climate change"...I still think only hippies use water beds, but I'm not concerned that we go through a bag of trash daily.
Just don't leave a light on in my house. I'll have to cut you. (or send you a portion of the electric bill).