Cars Will Soon Be Made Of Rubber.
Congratulations, you are now living among the worst generation in America’s history. I was listening to the radio today, and heard that Texas is considering a bill that would ban smoking in ALL PUBLIC PLACES. That means not just bars and restaurants, Dallas, but anywhere that’s not your property. God forbid the business owners should have a right to determine whether their patrons are allowed to smoke in their establishments. One caller into the show even had the balls to say (and I’m paraphrasing through my anger),” Excuse me for wanting to stay healthy when I’m at a bar”. Basically, the caller wanted to turn his liver into a ball of scar tissue in a smoke-free environment.
Next time you’re in public, look around you. You’re probably surrounded by idiots. Remember the time before A.D.D.? When kids were just “hyper”? When dyslexic kids just worked harder to keep up with non-reading-disordered students? A friend of mine has a dyslexic daughter, and she gets more time to turn in book reports and has an altered curriculum due to her disability. What the fuck? Our school systems seem to be telling children, “don’t try harder, we’ll just make things easier for you because we’re afraid of hurting your feelings”. School is supposed to prepare children for public life, and with handing kids a crutch they’re probably making future life harder. Does your boss give a shit about your feelings when you miss a deadline? Do you think the person who just caught HEP-C because of me misreading plumbing plans will be more forgiving because I might have dyslexia?
Look back at the “greatest generation” (the Americans who lived during the Second World War). This is the generation that conquered fascism, invented computers, and didn’t cry over not being able to read as well as the next kid. Do I blame the children? Of course not. As parents of this new generation of nancyboy crybabies, you should be ashamed of yourselves. Stop the “time-outs” and start hitting your kids. Yes, I said it. HIT YOUR KIDS. My mom beat my fucking ass when I got out of line, and here I am without a criminal record, multiple outlets for my creativity, respect from my peers, and a Journeyman Plumber’s liscence to show. I couldn’t be more happy with how my (divorced and single) Mom raised me. At the time, the whippings sucked. The pain didn’t last long, but the lessons did. I learned “Yes ma’am” and “Yes sir” at a young age. I learned to respect my elders, whether I knew them or not. If I failed at something, I heard: “Get up and try it again, son.” Not: “It’s OK son. You don’t have to try it anymore. Here’s a hug.” Kids don’t have respect for shit anymore. Not each other, not their elders, not your shit, and especially not their parents. Since the “hugs and time-outs” books hit the shelves, the “whack your kid’s ass” books got put away, and we now have a generation of kids who have no idea of how to deal with real-life situations. Ask any average 13-year-old if he/she reads for fun. You’ll most likely get a “fuck no, and fuck you for asking!”.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that all parents are doing a bad job. I’m not saying that all kids are awful these days, either. A majority of the ones I come into contact with ARE, though. Keep this up people, and we’ll have an entire country of fucking moronic Americans who can do nothing but point the finger at someone else for it all.
A couple of tips to curb the retardation:
-Listen to your local NPR station with your kids.
-Take your kids to Barnes & Noble (or any other book store) or to a library. READING BOOKS FOR FUN IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT. Imagine your favorite author. Now imagine your favorite author growing up as your kid sitting in front of the TV or playing XBOX 360 and not reading. Do you think they would have written your favorite books? Probably not.
MAKE YOUR KIDS THE SMART KIDS. -Take your kids on interesting trips. Not Disney World, but historically important locations like Gettysburg or Pearl Harbor. Teach your kids that Rushmore took a shitload of work and wasn’t created with lasers.
Smart kids who have been taught to be strong when others aren’t, become leaders. They’re afraid of many less things. Do your part parents. Make sure you can be proud of what you raised.