Sunday, July 29, 2007


Was thinking about the tantrum kid from my last post. I assure that later the mom did take the kid outside to punish him. Didn't see what went down, but the kid was all sorts of in line when the mom came back in.

It makes me think of a conversation that I think we have all had with friends over drinks. A conversation about how our parents would discipline us as kids.

We all talk about how hardcore our parents would spank us with the belt or whatever or whatever kind of mind tricks that our parents would play on us that we all think nowadays would be considered abuse by the powers that be.

What's crazy about when we talk about this? We wear it like a badge of honor sometimes. When we talk about the whippings we would get sometimes there's a little spark of pride in our voices. The spankings were almost like getting a purple heart in the world of growing up. We took the licks, survived, and are better for it.

At least that's what I think.

No comments: