My definition of the word "Dinosaur" in regard to men (or women)

dinosaur- Someone who grew up in another era and sometimes makes slips in this era reverting back to other times he grew up in.

By the way women over 35 or 40 sometimes are dinosaurs too when they slip back into older ways of looking at things and are often called on this by their daughters and younger women.

We are all conditioned by the time we live in and grow up in and this is sort of Pavlovian in nature. Without this conditioning we could not have survived those times. So, to undo this kind of conditioning isn't always possible especially if this person is over 40 or 50 years old.

There is a saying, "Sometimes you can't teach an old dog new tricks".

For example, when each of my dogs got to be 12 years old they stopped being interested in fetching sticks because they got injured more doing this. They gave the job to a younger dog they had taught to fetch.

I lost my oldest dog ( a long haired German Shepard Border collie mix) (who was the single smartest dog I ever knew) in December 2014. He was between 15 1/2 and 16 years old when he passed on.


This would be a typical joke men told about women in general in the 1950s which would be deemed sexist today:

There is a picture of a women in a traffic accident talking to a police officer and the woman says, "But officer, I distinctly signaled I was changing my mind!"

This was a common perception of the time of women in the U.S. But, it is also important to realize even in the 1950s most women might not have been driving cars or not very well then either. So, driving cars was a relatively new experience for many women then even in California.

For example, my own mother did not get her driver's license until 1954 when I was 6 years old and only then because we lived in Los Angeles and she needed to drive 20 minutes to half an hour to  get to the church my parents were in charge of. Before this she took the bus with me and when she lost me in the big Bullock's department store for an hour downtown Los Angeles she realized this wasn't going to work. So, I remember being thrown against the windshield more than once (no seatbelts then) as my mother hit mailboxes and ran off the road trying to master driving then. So, I had several black and blue marks on my face from flying out of the front seat against the dashboard and front window then until she became a better driver and got her license. This is the main reason people told this joke because women were just learning to drive and unless you have done it 10 years or more it isn't an automatic thing to learn. Besides, my mother was learning to drive on a 1941 column shift manual shift Century Buick that had belonged to my Dad's Brother Tommy. So, this was a real problem for women then to not only learn to drive but to learn to manually shift and to use a clutch also then.

But, from about 1954 automatic transmissions became much more common in cars. In fact, my first car was an automatic transmission because my father didn't want me racing on the streets with it in 1964. It was a 1956 Ford Stationwagon that was a Blue and White two tone.