Posted on 10/16/2023 3:25:32 PM PDT by Albion Wilde
What a story of the extremes some children experience in loving a parent. May God bless you and reward you in heaven for obeying His commandment to honor your father, by acknowledging the things he did well, and correcting the terrible things he did until a bigger “belt” than his set him straight. USMC was once a place of impeccable standards. May it recover in an ex-woke future.
I love and am loved. That’s irrelevant. The article is trash, pure and simple. If you consider it true in any way, your brain is trash. So much for a conservative website! The pansy Jesus types strike again!
Your manner of speaking reveals your many years of practice, probably learned in your home growing up, at the very thing the article is talking about. Thank you for the demonstration, in case anyone here had any doubt.
I’m thinking here of the spiteful ex-wives who destroy the father’s reputation in the kids’ eyes,
Ha, you mean like this?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRBknYAaEOo
Does “I brought you into this world, I can take you out and make another one that looks just like you”, count?
I have to admit, that was funny!
That was funny, too!
“Discipline should be discipline, not the expression of your rage.”
We spanked our kids only rarely. And it was only after repeated offenses of something and other discipline didn’t work. And they were warned that “next time it would be a spanking.”
And never done out of anger, but a very measured few stiff swats to the butt.
Most of the time they were told the consequences ahead of time of poor behavior, and then we ALWAYS stuck with the punishment. Even if it was a hardship for us.
“Okay - that’s it. We’re leaving the park and not getting ice cream.” (Even though it would have been nice to stay at the park and have ice cream). That only had to happen a couple of times for them to figure it out.
My mom would spank me out of frustration and it was erratic - I was often a naughty boy. The spanking never bothered me. It was the stern talking to and disappointment in my father’s voice that seemed to do the trick. It was only until I had graduated college, got a decent job and was out on my own that my mom told me she thought I would be her one child to end up in prison!
My mom (one of three girls in her family) tells the story of her mother telling the three girls (all within a few years of each other) to each go cut a switch, march into the living room and get ready to be punished and mother would be in shortly.
Well, when mother entered the dining room there were all three little girls with a switch in their hands and bent over with their bare bottoms sticking out. Mother cracked up laughing and never did use the switches on them. That would have been back in the 1920’s.
Great story. My Dad did the belt once in awhile but it was usually my Mom chasing us with the wooden spoon.
Yeah, that’s common. The only problem with that approach is the driver would automatically look towards the sound and take their eyes off the road, possibly missing sight of who’s running out into the street. I’m sure the driver was not traumatized though.
Thank you for your two cents’ worth of uninformed drivel.
My daughter in law is the teacher. She keeps me pretty informed on the obstacles put before today's teachers. Both of my best friend's daughters are teachers, as well. They all are passionate about teaching children but I can guarantee they would all discipline much harsher than they are allowed. They all report the same experiences, especially that there is no parental participation except to fight any negative reports against their children. One of the teachers I speak of has gone to work at a private school whose student body is mostly comprised of children from professional athlete families. It's a completely different experience (not surprising). Very structured and no-nonsense!
Having raised 2 sociopathic, adopted foster children, I found the best way to deal with them was to tune out anything they decided to do in their deluded minds. They were impossible to discipline as they chose to do the wrong thing 99% of the time regardless of any consequences.
This was my way of keeping my sanity. However, when I would blow my top, I would go Full Metal Jacket, Gunnery Sgt. Hartman on them. That seemed to get their attention for a short time before they would revert back to their abnormal behaviors.
Kids are doing many things that yesterday we would consider retarded. Standards have fallen and we’ve dumbed down. Idiocracy is a documentary.
Nah...they'll just dump them in a nursing home and not visit later on in life.
Hahaha...my wife was a “Child of The Wooden Spoon”! Her mother was old Irish, and was not known for being the touchy-feely mom...
It was kind of humorous, when she passed, at her wake, her husband must have said “yes...yes...yes” to all the stuff the Funeral Directors put out there, including the music.
At some part in the ceremony they often do at wakes, they played a song that was so saccharine and sugary, about the mother that kisses the child’s cut knee, and hugs them, that my wife’s family were looking at each other with wide eyes that had equal parts humor and disbelief in them!
I laughed too, as I had my own run-ins with her. They didn’t like me when she was dating me, and it wasn’t that I was a bad guy or anything, but I think she was the last daughter to leave kind of thing.
And, she was an old school Irish Democrat, all in on whatever was needed to get the Democrat elected. I have no doubt she would have been an unrepentant ballot box stuffer.
So, she would bait me, knowing I was a conservative, and not being the kind of person to bite my tongue in these things, would open the firing ports on my vessel and fire broadsides back at her.
Eventually we stopped, and I found out after she passed on that my wife had read her the riot act!
One Christmas she gave me a present, and since she knew I was a history buff, gave me a book on American history called “A People’s History of The United States”.
On Christmas morning, when I opened it, I eagerly opened it and began reading as is my wont, randomly selecting a passage in the book. I like to open it to an era such as the Revolutionary war, or WWII to read something I know about, just to get a feel for the author.
Well.
I read a paragraph and thought “Huh?” then randomly selected some other passage elsewhere in the book, and said aloud “What the Hell?” and went to a random third one with the same response.
It was the most Leftist, anti-American screed of a history book I had ever seen. After a few more, I walked out into my garage and threw the book in the trash.
The author was Howard Zinn, a rabid, America-hating Leftist. I didn’t know who he was before that, but I sure did after that.
Imagine my horror when I found out this was a “popular” textbook for American History classes in K-12 and colleges!
I immediately thought she was baiting me, but the more I thought about it, I realized she probably wasn’t. We had made our peace, and she knew I liked history. She likely saw it on the sale rack at a book store with a drastically reduced price, and grabbed it without knowing what it was. That was her way to Christmas shop...:)
LOL, my grandmother was from the Naples area as well, and her favorite curse was “Vanapoli!” which apparently means “Off to Naples with you!” Hahahaha, after I spent much time in the Naples area in the US Navy (which we called the armpit of Europe!) I knew why! (I hear Naples is quite “gentrified” now...nothing like it used to be. Kind of like Olongapo City near Subic Bay in the Phillipines...:)
Hehehe...I had to laugh at your description of your uncle. I had this mental image of him putting his arm around your shoulder and saying “If I hear you back-talk to my sister like that again, you’re gonna sleep with da fishes...”
I think that structured-no-nonsense teaching environment you speak of is why many parents want to send their children, even non-Catholic children, to Catholic schools.
Sigh. What can be done to untangle that nasty Gordian Knot of Public Schooling? (I am a huge proponent of vouchers and school-choice, which the evil Teacher Unions virulently oppose, because...people would vote with their feet, and the funding would follow!)
Hahahaha...that was so “Mom” of her!
“I’m thinking here of the spiteful ex-wives who destroy the father’s reputation in the kids’ eyes”
My mother would always complain and bitch about my dad.
She shut up when I told her that I didn’t want to hear it and she is the one who married him, not me.
She had no answer for that hard slap of reality.
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