In Jeopardy (RECESS! is the subject of the day, with many categories, at stake)

Round One 

Answer: Range, Red Rover. 

Question: "Don't tell me...it's over?!"

Question: What just happened?!

Answer: "Don't say I didn't warn ya'all...me, being the host, of this post...that it could, one day, happen to YOU -- this is NOT a game!" 

Heeder haters: If you can't, won't heed the warning of what might be on the horizon, around the next bend (e.g. a waterfall!), you'd think that you would at least benefit from the lessons of the past...that could wash ashore, such as the age-old "message in a bottle"...which these daze, are also unearthed at various pre-appointed times...

Time (en)capsulated, below: Remnants of the past, that is. That were carefully, preselected, so as to give those opening the containers but a glimpse into "what the - - - - THEY were thinking...!" The items, things, chips, that were supposedly representative of the times THEY lived in...and, if anything like what WE are experiencing these daze, only arrived at after lots and lots of what THEY used to call "squabbling!" or otherwise "un-ruly" behavior, especially among THOSE "kids out there, on the blacktop, playground..." as captured, depicted on the micro-chip containing thousands of videos..."THEY would never get away with that these days...ex-claimed the appointed opener...THEY apparently did not govern themselves by our updated HPPA laws prohibiting such behavior...as taping a child at play without them knowing, let alone without prior...I mean what we watch and tape these daze has to be OK'd by so many groups and what are now a growing number of "Sanctioners" (see George Orwell for other wording)...the ones that also grew to include, in earlier daze (OURS!) those that would over-control, govern every "P and every Q" (as in "mind your...!" that had already culminated, according to a few "still shots" in the time capsule, in so many rules and regs governing what kids used to count on, that once they got done counting and reading, reciting, the whole thing would be "just about over" -- leaving the reader dazzled, frazzled..."was it by design?" And speaking of tape...

"Look, stay out" above ground: As in what THEY used to tell youngsters, in expressing their feelings, thoughts, action plans...while out on what used to be called "RECESS!" The over-control of which eventuated in plans that became a bit more clandestine in nature...held inside, as in going "underground...keeping THEM (the playground SUPER-visors) guessing..." This time followed one of what WE (BOOMERS!) used to call one of relatively "free speech" (and gestures to express it) -- which became muted, if the muffled, muted audio contained in the un-earthed container, is any indication...eventually replaced by lots of clever hand gestures, many of which, including "POINTING!" ("don't you know it's not polite, even out there, on the play-scape...THEY might mistake it for...") Which might explain for those viewing US in the future, why the so-called "children at play" seemed anything but, as seen simply shuffling their feet, with their arms at their sides, and their hands, on what appear to be a rectangular viewing surface, which may also explain why they seem, in the absence of being "scolded!" they have their heads down...cellularly speaking. Which, as they were pre-occupied, had they looked up, thrown what was still then allowed -- as in the "briefest of glances" (versus "STARING!" which came to be looked at, as "AGGRESSIVE!") these children, whose so-called "innocence" WE were supposed to be protecting, insulating them from the "toxic" elements of the out-side world, got construed by the "Sanctioners", a cause for them to place, day by day, inch by inch, hardly noticeable (below the "Just Noticeable" threshold, according to Psychologists of Perception) what, back then, was termed "Yellow Caution Tape" that the so-called adults among THEM justified as "protecting them...from themselves as well as from the stranger, dangers..." Whereas WE, the ones that just wished they would leave us the ---- alone! came to know as what hemmed US in, as in what other-wise, outside the playground called a "Crime Scene". Which is why, I guess, those finally viewing this whole thing from a distance, commented "It's criminal!" 

Time Immemorial: As in a time, sometimes accompanied by a place-meant in time..."so long ago that people have no knowledge or memory of it..." As in one that eventually, as it turns out WE were all complicit, either by simply standing by or more active participation, managed to either "put on mute"...completed erase...blot out..."It's as if it never happened..." A time before, THEY (mis?)managed...THOSE in the so-called "administration" who apparently forgot how to have fun...or perhaps via the motive of jealousy...first attempted to "usurp" (YOU will no longer burp, let alone let out some...'steam'😓) and then, after THEY, almost without warning (this is still under re-view, as to how many times THEY supposedly said..."If you don't mind your teacher...") once, then twice, then summarily...took away RECESS! As in, "Once and for ALL!" But wait...

Forgotten, but not gone: Depending on when you were born into THIS world, you might be tempted to answer with the Jeopardy form, "what is having fun, on the playground...?" But other-wise, more universally, can be 'found' in the fun fact that...according to the ones who have bothered, busied them-selves...I guess THEY don't have anything better to do...the "International Time Capsule Society" there are, at least at the time this was posted, between 10-15K Time Capsules worldwide a whopping 95% of which are MIA...just in case the producers of the show include this category, specific answer (or is a question?) And what might be even a newer cause for concern, the placement of "Caution Tape" to ostensibly protect the "field of play".

Not quite...done with you. Come back for Round Two: WWWWW of a WWR: "Storm clouds...on the horizon" accompanied by "Invasive Specious" As in a full-er report on Who, Where, What....that brought US a World Without Recess! 

Fun fact #2: As I posted this post, I gave the quickest, casual (so as to not appear rude) of glances, to the score-board (which were also eventually outed as too many children became what THEY called "too competitive") -- that this is #602, posted at guess when...? Just in case you are a betting type, looking for an excuse to play what WE still call the "Lottery...Power-ball!" -- where a good percentage of the money collected is supposed to fund, guess what...else but play-ground equipment (well, as a buy-product of the larger investment in what WE still call "Public Schools")