The Evolution of the P.C. Parent
I remember back in my day when the rights of parents were endless. Your father could whip you with a belt without having to face a court trial and your mother could send you to bed without dinner without receiving court mandated parenting courses. Today, the rights of parents are so limited that it is surprising that we wonder why our kids are so out of control. Parents have certain legal rights afforded to them but what about parents legal rights concerning the discipline of their children? If a child has some sass mouth you should be able to clean that dirt out with some soap. The P.C. parent has gone too far! By P.C., of course I am referring to politically correct. Being P.C. has caused us more harm than good. Starting off being scared to say Black rather than African-American, heterosexually challenged rather than gay, and we now cannot even yell at our children in public for fear of being cast as an ogre.In this democracy, no one ever asked me if I thought we should stop letting nuns take rulers to our kids. However, all hope is not lost. People who are tired of having to explain everything to their bad children should take back their parents legal rights. We pass down heirlooms and family recipes, why not discipline? A child is a child and should know their place. With all of the Lindsay Lohan wannabe’s and Paris Hilton look-a-like’s, our teens need more direction. Sometimes, that direction entails tough love. This is one parent who is reverting to the original rights of parents and disciplining my child the old fashioned way.
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