Remember the good old days when you could spank your kid when they were rotten brats and no one accused you of being a child abuser? Before everyone came in with their opinions that you're damaging your kid's psyche and causing them irreparable mental anguish? Long before people got their kicks off finding sexual nuances in everyone's actions? Ahh, the good old days.
I'm not sure exactly what happened but I suspect that it had something to do with the old adage "It takes one bad apple to spoil the bunch." All it took was a few child abusing sickos to make the new politically correct America ban laying a hand on your kids. Yeah, I agree that those dumb ass abusing turds need to be shoved in a dark room and left to die slowly, but why should good parents have to pay their price? Our great grandparents, our grandparents, hell even our parents got a smack on the ass from their own parents when they did dumb things like run with scissors or mean things like pull Susie Smith's pigtails hard enough to make her cry.
Now we can't do that. We have to have "time outs" and "feelings talks". Basically, we've regressed back to the free wheeling love phase of the 70's. (Or wait, was that the 60's?) We explore our feelings. We try to understand why it happened instead of trying to actually correct the behavior. Because if we know why, we can fix the root of the problem, right? With what? Wagging fingers and big frowny faces? How is that better than a swat on the ass? And what if the root of the problem is a spoiled, pain in the ass kid who needs to be taken down a peg or two?
So us parents fumble through this new aged "love will make everything swell" parenting style and what do we get? Punks like Justin Bieber causing 20 thousand dollars of damage to his neighbors house from egging it. Let me repeat that in case you missed it. Twenty thousand dollars of damage. From egging. At nineteen years old. I don't care if my kid was 30 and did this, I'd probably give him an ass beating and make him stand in a corner for a few days. Harm his psyche my foot. Just because the Biebs is a celeb that means we can forgive him for his downward spiral into the dregs of Hollywood's has beens? Who needs consequences when you have enough to buy a really good lawyer?
Secretly I pine for the simpler days of being trusted to parent my own kids without being micro managed by "the man" and constantly suspected of abusing my babies because I spank them. (Because a single spank is somehow corporal punishment.) Until then, I guess I'll read up on new ways to connect with my child on a more spiritual level without causing them to need therapy for twenty years. Should be a blast.
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