Ok but I wasn't alive for all that. The base reference is modern day warning of children not to get rides from strangers. Tf ever happened centuries ago has nothing to do with anything.
While Nixon was president, I stood at the bottom of a freeway entrance ramp in San Bernadino with $30 in my pocket and my arm raised with my thumb extended hopefully. 3-1/2 days later, the last motorist who had picked me up, dropped me off 50 miles north of NYC. This was a couple of years after "the Manson Family" had been "brought to justice".
What's happened to us, as a society? I blinked, and must have missed the transformation.
While in California, on that trip, I had arrived one afternoon in Palo Alto. The summer before, I was driving in my local area with my black roommate.
We saw a young couple hitchiking in the busy intersection, ahead. They were loaded down with knapsacks and other bags. I pulled up next to them and my roommate gestured to them to get in the car.
They were headed to Maine, had no place to stay, and it was early evening. After just a few minutes, we invited them to stay at our place and an enjoyable evening learning more about Northern California.
Months later, I recalled their names and that the guy had said he worked for his father, a veterinarian. I found a number in the Palo Alto phone book that matched what I hsd remembered. A short time later a different friend who I had made the trip to California with, and I, were sitting at the guy's who I had extended hospitality to the year before, parents' dinner table. We went out that evening and he introduced us to some of his friends.
He had to go to work early the next morning, and I can remember his mother, left alone in their house with my traveling campanion and I, serving us breakfast before seeing us off on our way to "Yose-might" National Park.
Our behavior was normal for those times in America, from coast to coast. One hand scratched the other. When did we become so fearful, and so reflexively more commercial and divided? The 1960s civil rights movement, the 1960s riots, the assassinations of the Kennedy brothers and of Dr. King, and even the division over the Vietnam War didn't change our society immediately, and neither did Manson's helterskelter.
It didn't help that hitch hiking was legislated into a misdemeanor offense in many jurisdictions. Air conditioning shut our car windows. Maybe it had something to do with seemingly everyone owning a car and there was no longer a perceived need to give anyone "a lift".
I drove for Uber, six years ago. I got back some of that old feeling of living more in the moment and letting down "my guard". I'm not sure I noticed when I had put it up! We're at our best when we are open and empathetic and not preoccupied with situational awareness, which actually makes us less aware. because it is calculating, vs. "be here, now". Some of us, during our adult journey, have transitioned from offering rides to hitch hikers, to obtaining a "full carry permit".
.... for a lead role in a cage?