Sunday, June 24, 2012
Beat your kids people...Beat your damn kids
I joined the military right after high school and that gave me a better perspective on things.
Even though I was training to take over my block...I never disrespected my elders. That was something that was a cardinal rule back then. When a grown person was talking to you, you sat and listened with your mouth shut. There was no talking back..There was no rolling of the eyes. There was no loud sighing. And there was most definitely no "bullying".
I know that this is old news..but I cannot believe the audacity of today's youth. When I saw that video of those little bastards mistreating that old lady...it pissed me off to no end.
What kind of parents has come from my generation?
My generation came from Parents that whooped our asses. I did not have a "time-out". I got beat. I got slapped in the mouth. I got punched in the chest. I had to go pick the switches off the tree that my Moms used to blister my ass. Not just one switch...THREE switches.. That my Moms and Aunties and Grams and neighbors would braid together.
Even though I was a young wanna be knuckle-head in the streets, I always gave my elders the respect that they deserved. I was all "Yes Sir or Yes Mam". We were afraid of "old" people back then because anybody in the neighborhood could get in that ass if they saw you out fucking up.
That is the generation that I came from.
Where did the values go?
I guess that is the $10000 question, huh?