It's interesting, when I was growing up, our Catholic church had no such thing as a "crying room". We were expected to behave appropriately, or be removed from the premises. All these stupid drugs do is make a teacher's job easier, and make it easier to indoctrinate children with liberal P.C. garbage.
When we were at church, restaurant or pretty much anywhere, we got pinches. If we got three, then it was out to the car where a wooden spoon was kept under the driver's seat. Although no one ever had to go to the car, we did get "the spoon" when we were bad in the car while mom or dad were driving. And you don't even want to know what happens when someone hides the spoon...