When I was growing up, I rarely stayed up late, but I knew what would happen when I did: Whether it was on the TV or radio, a spooky voice (to my young ears) would intone "It's 10 o'clock. Do you know where your children are?" That was so common that it appeared, almost stereotypically, in programs' plots at much earlier hours.
I was never out at 10 as a child. I would never have dreamed of asking to go out so late, even as a student.
Maybe that's it. I knew I'd have to ask.
Curfews strike me as a great idea when I hear stories of young children being out late at night or in the small hours of the morning. When I do hear the stories, it's generally because those children have been shot or otherwise assaulted.
I'm not trying to blame the victims, but I do wonder: What were they doing outside? Why weren't they at home?
We need to have policies that protect children -- and curfews seem to me to be a good place to start. If there is a curfew, let's make it more publicly known, as well as enforced. If there isn't a curfew, let's get one.
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