It is unbelievable how parents now days just let their kids do whatever they want. I see children open boxes in stores, throw rocks at cars, yell until they get their way, hit their parents and the parents will do nothing to correct their behavior. These same parents also seem to think their child’s behavior is not their responsibility. When confronted about their child’s actions they pretend their child would never do such a thing (despite evidence to the contrary). If you are a parent it is your job to teach your kids right from wrong, not to sweep things under the rug because you don’t want to deal with them. —What’s Wrong with You?
This article appears in May 26 – Jun 1, 2011.
Continuing some of the threads of late – blame it all on KARMA – geesh is there ever such a word that’s so overused!!!
Try working with children everyday. Young kids are truly unreal. They are very self entitled and arrogant. So much is done for them, which makes them incredibly needy! The parents are just as bad.
Vote Hugo – King of the world, & I’ll ensure mandatory leash laws for children.
If you don’t give kids boundaries, you are creating the next generation of self-entitled thugs.
I’m glad I was a child in the 90s and got my childhood in before the world was all childproof and spoiled ;D But I guess people born before the 90s would say the same about me! Screw yallz, the 90s were where it was at!
Hey, I like that leash idea, Hugo, why not an obedience collar as well?
Actually, Mel, the 60’s were where it was at:) The coolest decade to be young ever.
you know it oceanchickpeasis
but o.p., that would distract said parent from doing their important things, like texting/talking on phone, doing crack, whatever. you can win them all, so why even try to win at this one. let it go, today’s little snot nosed brat, will be tomorrow’s grave site.
Yeah but then I’d be old now
The 90’s were was it at?
You wouldn’t have latest too long in the Leather Strap era.
Ooohh! A time out.
I’ve got the perfect solution.
Give these wonderful little hellions a shot of Jack Daniels in the am. Mellows ’em right out.
Works for bored housewives, too.
TTFN – Love it, good idea. If we can do it to our animals, we certainly can do it to our children.
I’d also introduce “restoritive justice” for the parents of the ‘youts”, your little Jhonny just vandalized a store to the tune of $10,000.00 – get out the cheque book.
The spam bastard is back I see.
Na uh senor, I got a spanking! Only like a couple times though. I never had to be whipped to be straightened out ;D
Hahaha that can always be rectified, mel. 😉
I agree 90s were the shit, also that there are a lot of shitty parents out there. A lot of em probably didn’t plan on being parents just yet, maybe that’s got something to do with it.
Being born in the 90’s, means that you missed the Disco Era, no great loss believe me.
http://i49.tinypic.com/25zlbmh.jpg
Now, where’s my Sabbath album?
Someone called me at work today, I have to ask them all they’re date of birth to identify them. When she told me ’91 I thought it was a joke or something. Trips me out that 90s babies are growing up. I was born in 87, but still.
Okay Hugo, the music was abysmal, the fashions were the product of an Australian’s delirium tremens nightmares but give disco it’s credit – after the 60s, it made personal hygiene fashionable again.
I was born in ’54 and am grateful for the time I grew up in, especially the music part of things. We knew so much less but, in many ways, that was a good thing. Sure. lots of shit happened that shouldn’t have but that holds true for every generation since the birth of humankind. I’d hate to grow up today with too many fucking choices, too much political correctness, too many self-entitled pricks and way too many media ‘scare-the-living-feces-right-out-of-ya’ tactics.
i hear ya sweetie. i’m a ’61 baby and for me it was the freedom. i remember visiting the cockpits on planes when i was little, they used to give out lifesavers and colouring books too. now it’s hyper vigilante parenting
Yeah, some people treat their zygots like fucking fragile little eggs – you can’t learn fuck all if you don’t take a tumble or two in life. Even the kids who grew up in the 90s say, holy fuck, they took all the cool playground stuff away and replaced it by fucking plastic shit that looks as much fun as sucking on a rusty crowbar.
Ahh yes – the cockpit visits…
http://www.tampabay.com/multimedia/archive…
Exciting at the time; 17 years of therapy – not so much.
haha, i thought of that movie right after i posted. happy two days off *in a row* captain….pure luxury^^
I intend to make the least of it. >: ) SOBova didn’t even try to press gang me into helping at the water station. I think she knew that they would:
a)Try to make me wear a T-shirt.
Ivan don’t play dat.
b)Cheer excitedly and hold up a sign.
Ivan don’t play dat.
I’ll prolly have to do another barStux run to get her something hot and sweet when she returns. She’s gonna be chilly, methinks.
GO RALMN! and any other marathoning bitchbuds.
I know what you mean Tommy. My cousin who was born in ’92 or something has just recently added me to Facebook and it’s weird that she is now old enough to drive and drink (not at the same time of course!). It’s like, no, she’s supposed to be 12 and 12 she should always be!
One word: law.
The children know they have the upper hand and that you have no recourse. They know their word is stronger than yours. Media and law enforcement encourage this behaviour. It is a control handle, like a nose ring.
This is a North American problem.
I agree with this bitch totally. This is what is wrong with society, how the government has resorted to running the province as if its inhabitants are unable to take responsibility for their actions, because much of the population was raised like the children in this bitch, especially over the past 15 years. For example the hospitals, removing doughnuts from the onsite Tim Horton’s, people should be able to make their own decisions and take responsibility for their actions. The government should not have to save us from ourselves.
Grew up during the 70s and 80s – those days were the ba-bomb! I grew up in a more traditional household where Mom stayed home and Dad worked, but I also had a humungous extended family so it was either Mom, or my elder sisters, or my aunts or uncles or older cousins and the neighbours who were around to keep us in line. We live(d) in an adult-centric world and we learned that little fact very, very quickly. We couldn’t help but learn what was expected of us because everyone around us was there to teach us.
It’s possible to return to that today, but it requires far more time and interest than our corporate masters will allow. Those professionals we hire to teach or train our kids aren’t going to risk their livelihoods presenting an opposing viewpoint.
Parents can’t do anything simply because if they do Childrens Aid will take there kids away.
Everything is abuse to them.
Ma always said … “Go ahead, call children’s rights, they don’t cook nearly as well as I do.” That usually shut me up …
HAHAHA my mom said the same thing! Lolz.
OP, just like the parents of those North Preston kids claim “It wassunt ‘im. He innosant” even with his hand on the smoking gun.
ashleyqt – I’ve taken the liberty of changing a couple of words 😉
“the government has resorted to running the province ‘because’ its inhabitants are ‘unwilling’ to take responsibility for their actions” – yes exactly. Welcome to the nanny state, and it’s not going to get any better anytime soon.
The kids in the wedding I was in on Saturday were little angels. They didn’t cause one minute of trouble because OH HAY! Their parents kept an eye on them and corrected them when they did something bad — they got a little bored during pictures and were running around and their mom promptly told them to stop and they did.
Parents can make or break a kid.
And I have to share:
The flower girl was a DOLL. She was the most adorable little girl on the planet. Huge brown eyes and a cute little smile. She was SUPER shy when I met her at the rehearsal and wouldn’t even answer me when I talked to her. We spent the next day together getting our hair and make up done, getting ready at the bride’s house and she stood beside me during the ceremony and I kept telling her what a wonderful job she was doing and asked her how she was doing, etc…. By the picture taking session she was giving me flowers to put in my bouquet and by the reception she kept asking me to dance with her. At the end of the night she asked me to go back to her room with her to colour! So apparently kids like me (the other little girls wanted me to dance with them too — we danced in a circle and the flower girl was all ‘I want to get in the middle!’ heehee).
I might have been somewhat indifferent to kids in general, but this little girl stole my heart. I want one just like her!!!
happier than this little gal http://makefun.cn/wp-content/uploads/2011/…
AHAHA no.
This kid was actually cute….where as THAT kid is…
… well NOT cute.
I’ll bring a pic next time we get together for a summit, PG!
it’s the inbreeding ms kitty^^
Haha Donk, my boyfriends mom used to tell them (his siblings) that she used to throw knives in the circus! When I have kids I plan on using that one.
And Hugo your words are more fitting 🙂 It scares me to think about the world in ten years where we will be. I’m thinking mindless robots that sleep in padded rooms! Eeeekk.
I’m a child of the 80s. I grew up before cell phones, Ipods, gaming systems and the like were the norm. I grew up having to entertain myself. I played in the great outdoors. I rode my bike. I had a curfew and a bedtime and was expected to abide by it or there were consequences. I had chores I had to do on a daily basis. If I stepped out of line, there were consequences (and a few times those consequences made it difficult to sit for the rest of that day). I wasn’t allowed to run amok through a store, I was expected to stay close to which ever parent I was with at the time. I wasn’t allowed to whine, cry or throw tantrums when I didn’t get that toy I wanted. If I did, I was promptly removed and was made to sit in the car until my parents were good and ready to go.
I was taught manners, how to say please, thank you and excuse me. I was also taught to respect others, particularly those older than myself. Friends of my parents were to be called Mr & Mrs ABC (and to this day I still call them Mr & Mrs…it just doesn’t seem right to call them Bob & Janice).
Its all about the parenting. If the parents lay down the ground rules right from the beginning they stand a better chance of bringing up respectful, contributing members of society. No ground rules, well…..we already see where that has gotten them.
“OP, just like the parents of those North Preston kids claim “It wassunt ‘im. He innosant” even with his hand on the smoking gun.”
I wonder if your parents will defend you when you become the molester uncle. Chris Rock said every family has one so it’s gotta be seb in his family.
NOW WALK IT OFF!