For 600 years of English common law and throughout most of U.S. legal history, the age of 21 was regarded as the age of full adult status. Until 1971 the legal minimum voting age was 21 and many states maintained age 21 as their legal drinking age. It was not until the Vietnam War with the unpopular, forcible draft of disenfranchised 18-year-olds, that the age to vote in the U.S. was shifted downward to 18 by the 26th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution.
During that period 25 states also moved to reduce the age to purchase and consume alcoholic beverages. The result was a dramatic increase in highway crashes, injuries and deaths caused by intoxicated drivers in the 16 to 20 age group. These increases, and the disparities in alcohol-related injuries between states that maintained a 21 drinking age and those with lower ages, resulted in 1984 federal action initiated by the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration (NHTSA) under President Reagan, but (not by his wife, the former First Lady Nancy Reagan, as has been alleged within this thread). By 1988, all U.S. states had moved to raise their legal drinking age to 21. NHTSA estimates that this policy prevents more than 1,000 deaths annually from highway crashes involving intoxicated young drivers.
I cannot take credit for all of that prose... I cut-and-pasted it from 'Tobacco21.org'... but here's the deal as I see it, and all you boys who wanna be men can slam me all you wish. I raised twin daughters (both now in gradutate school), and they've managed to reach the ripe old drinking age of 23... and that just happened on Feb 1st, so anything you gotta say... I, and most likely a lot of the other 'geezer' TBer's, have heard your stuff before. What the hell, we probably said it first! So, am I starting to sound like your fathers now?
The key to this entire question is our own somewhat unique American culture. While a few of our European friends tend to 'laugh' at our values, and some poke fun at our moral compass, most of them have never been here, thus not fully understanding what American culture truly is... and, ironically enough, it's plastered out front in plain sight for all the world to see, but the obvious can sometimes be a tad obscure, even for us.
We Americans have an irresistible affinity for the automobile... plain and simple. Cars continue to be the primary commodity that supports our economic engine. We all gotta drive! What the hell... getting one's driver's license, for Americans is a 'right of passage'; that symbol of finally getting there; the umbilicle cord has truly been severed. At last... INDEPENDENCE!!!
Our European cousins do not have the same passion of car ownership as we do. Sure... many of them may dream of owning that BMW, Audi, 'Benz, whatever, and many manage to realize their dream, but most do not share the expectation... the 'right' of ownership... on the same scale as we Americans. Most Europeans have mass transit to get themselves around. I've been to both Europe and Asia on several occasions, and both continents... unlike our beloved USA... have mass transit down to an art-form. We Americans should be so fortunate, but you TBers from 'Motorcity' (Detroit) might put up some resistance... at least for now... to any active development of a comprehensive mass transit system for our entire country. That would result in a significant reduction of automobile manufacturing, and that would mean a whole different world for Motorcity... as well as other points beyond!
So, this is where the problem lies... driving a stupid car. It just seems so simple to most of us... at least on the surface. What the hell? There ain't nothing to driving a car... just ask Teddy Kennedy...

...right? Nancy Reagan, while noble in her cause against drug abuse, had nothing to do with changing back the minimum age for alcohol consumption. The bloody statistics drove the change. I remember, 'cuz unlike most of you boys who want to be men, I was there. You guys were just a twinkle in your daddy's eye. There was a swell of concern among the populous regarding the carnage on our roadways beginning in the early '80s. Too many of our late teenagers, mostly boys, were getting themselves plowed, hopping behind the wheel of an automobile, and splattering their teeth, hair and eyeballs all over the concrete of our freeways. Something had to be done about this, so the culprit was determined to be the laws that lowered the drinking age back in the early '70s.
Statistics hold true that most driving accidents happen among both young and elderly drivers. For the geezers it's rather obvious... diminished reflexes, eyesight, hearing, etc... As for the whippersnappers, well hell, we were all young once, and we were invincible! Nothing is going to happen to us, and besides, we've got it all figured out, and our parents are just so stupid... you know? Throw in a few beers into the mix, and that young driver is ready to hunt bear! The irony here is... even when a young driver is stone-cold sober, he/she has only just begun to drive, and we all know how simple driving a car is... right???
I can almost see lowering the drinking age in places like New York City, Chicago and, possibly, San Francisco... where these cities have effecient mass transit. These cities are, IMO, very much like the major cities in Europe and Asia... one can easily get around without the need of an automobile. So... drink up, and have another round on me. However, the rest of America depends on the automobile to get around, thus too much exposure to possible death and destruction. No matter what you boys who wanna be men might say to the contrary, there is too much risk to bring back down the minimum drinking age... the statistics are there for your review, and numbers simply do not lie...
...so bring on the stones, arrows and spears. I've heard it already, and I dare say that my Elizabeth and Rebecca are pretty sharp young women, and they tried, my young brothers... believe me, they really took me to the mat, but I prevailed in the end, and they remain vibrant, healthy, and willing to sas their old man at a moments notice, but I'm pretty sure they still love me...
