Originally Posted by
NightTrain
Wrong.
Spanking is the ultimate form of punishment, levied when the kid calls your bluff. When that happens, you make sure it's painful so that you never have to do it again.
I spanked my kids a few times, it was reserved for when the reasoning clearly wasn't getting through and there was rebellion afoot, and it needed to be crushed. Ultimately, you have to show that you have the upper hand, and they WILL do what you say. If you can't establish that, then all is lost and you get emo freaks and 32 genders. That's how that happens.
You, Pete, never got spanked. It shows with your lack of respect and a lack of core. Your parent(s) failed you as a kid, and now you don't know how to raise your own. Or stick up for yourself. Or even what is right or wrong, you've demonstrated that already with the USMB thing. You totally rely on Police to keep you safe, and that's only if they see someone transgressing against you - you won't even report it. Honestly, I don't even understand how a male can function like that, but I'm not judging.
A good example is my sister, who is a year younger than I am. I used to get my ass beat, violently. Daily. Lori never did. Lori had a daughter a year younger than my son, they both were normal kids until about 7th grade and my niece started pasting black lipstick & eyeliner while powdering her face white, doing that weird goth emo shit that was going around.
I told my sis that she'd better get a handle on that shit, and she told me that she was "just expressing herself". We argued for hours, but she would not agree that she should reign in that freaky behavior.
Fast forward a year, and my niece looked like she'd fallen face first into my tackle box. Now there's purple hair and she's a vegan. Oh, but she still likes bacon. I asked how that works with a vegan eating bacon, and she told me to fuck off, mind my business... and her barbell in her eyebrow waggled indignantly at me. Oh, my bad. I told my sister that my niece is no longer allowed at my house.
2 years later, she's working a subway job for a week before being fired, to a mcdonald's job for a week before being fired, to a petstore for a week before being fired... and it's all everyone else's fault. She doesn't even know what gender she is, or even what gender she likes.
My niece is one fucked up unit, and I watched the whole thing happen, helplessly from the sidelines.
She never got her ass paddled for fucking up. No respect for others leads to no respect for oneself.
I looked the other day on Facebook to see how she's doing, and she seriously was asking publicly to her fellow crowd of weirdos what gender she is. The sad part is, there was no consensus. She doesn't know, they don't know. I think they had it narrowed down to about 7 before I logged off in disgust.
In Anchorage Fucking Alaska.
I can't imagine how things are in Milwaukee these days.
So, Pete, there's the result of your "hands off" parenting technique, advice given from you, who can't stand up for himself in the real world.
My son, conversely, is a 3rd year apprentice in the IBEW, learning to become a Lineman. He is working 6/10s, owns his own home, married, one daughter and a loving wife that runs her own Jiu Jitsu academy with her Dad. I gave him a swat on the ass for the last time when he was 9 for a stupid stunt he pulled out in the yard. He is respectful, loving, courteous, polite, and a hard worker.
And that's because I made him that way.
Who do you think is going to have the better life, Pete?
Same family, same schools, same time, different parental philosophy. Wildly different results.
I know that you know the answer, but you won't admit it.
My niece is an unbelievably miserable human that hates herself, everyone around her, America, capitalism, and especially Republicans. Oh, she hates Republicans something fierce. And me. Even though I let her take my new Jeep to pass her driving test because she didn't have anything and taught her how to parallel park an hour before her test. She didn't even say Thank You. I helped her because my sister asked me, but I won't do it again - people like that don't deserve help, family or not.