As long as I have my 80” television, a 60 ounce cup of Brawndo, and the “Ow, My Balls” Channel, how could there be any dissatisfaction with life?
I am thankful my father took the time to teach me rudimentary skills: basic plumbing, car maintainence, hunting, fishing, cooking, carpentry and the like. If necessary, we can get by, not easily, but we can if we so chose.
Over the past 3 or 4 decades there seems to be a move away from teaching these skills. Today’s parents seem to be completely disconnected from their kid’s development except where it involves asserting their belief their kid’s have a right(!) to everything because they are alive. The notions of self sacrafice and responsibility are not taught or even shown by example. I don’t blame the kids btw, as my mom used to say, you get em as your raised em.
You brought me a smile on a non-smiling morning.