Showing posts with label bad parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad parenting. Show all posts

Friday, July 11, 2025

Make Sure They Prey In Schools

“We made a very, very, very terrible mistake with our children and we went with radical honesty. But don’t do it, I’m not advocating for it, I’m not advocating for it. We made a deal from really young with our kids. The deal was, if you tell the truth,, you won’t get in trouble. 'The only way you can get in trouble in this house is if we find out you did something and you don’t tell the truth.' It’s a mistake, it’s terrible. Because they do whatever they want and then just come tell you. It’s awful don’t try it. You want your kids to lie definitely, you don’t want to know some of the stuff your kids are thinking of doing.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! (Out Of Control)






UPDATE:


Scary Monsters (Super Freaks)



NewAge Has Made "I Don't Care" A Winning Argument




Loni Jane Anthony, 25, from Australia, reveals on her blog Aleven:11 that she eats up to 20 per day, raw and in smoothies, for breakfast, often lunch and sometimes mixes it up by having salad for dinner.




Saturday, November 2, 2013

Thank Goodness (Mom Explained It)

Monday, September 23, 2013

I've Got Several Good Uses For A Baseball Bat In France


Keep this in mind the next time you hear the French treat their kids as little adults:
"A French mother who allegedly held down her four-year-old son while he was raped by his stepfather in a prison visiting room went on trial in Strasbourg on Monday."

Strasbourg? I've lived near there - right on the German border. So now I don't know what's sadder: 


What happened to this child, or watching the other ones in their backyards, each playing soccer alone,...
 

Sunday, September 8, 2013

My Country Is My True Family (And I Was Raised Mean)




I've made a point of mentioning I'm the product of foster care, so all I can offer on this whopper of a story is - if you were one of those kids - your Momma and Daddy (or somebody) would be maaaaad:


Hope that explains my outlook a little better,...

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Making A Fight For Survival (More Than A Show Again)


Yes, of course - for me - that was it. That made it all better:


The jingle they play over The Ricky Gervais Show's closing credits is one of the most whimsical little things I've heard in a long time. Not quite magical, but definitely great - especially for kids. 

I still wonder why parents let their kids listen to adult music, or garbage. Actually, no I don't. I flashed on Frank Zappa just now - a pretty successful parent by any standard - he told 'em: 

 So intellectually lazy, they can't search out more compelling art than "Sugar Walls" themselves, the hysterical mob (Frank referred to them as a possible "cult") always blames, and then tries to control, artistic output simply for the sin of making it.


But truth tellers still tell it, and it ain't always nothing nice.


Oh, we do nice. I woke up to Gospel this morning, sitting bolt upright, with a pain in my chest (the ulcer) but a three-day depression lifted. 

It was sweet.


The chest pains became stomach cramps after I whirled out of bed - snatching the sheets with me for the laundry - before hitting three days of dishes so I have nothing but a few errands, and then music, for the rest of the day. 

I'm talking sharp, organized, knowing exactly what I have to do - even what order to do it in - after depression's forced march through God's blessed "Valley of Death" again.


Dragging my ass through a world that barely registered as a distraction. "Babylon" meaning more like "babble on". I looked for distractions, which is how I found the Ricky Gervais song. 

Since I expect intelligence to be insulted, that soundtrack became one tiny dark vacation.


And now - in technicolor - it's all coming back.


And so am I - in *ahem* mind and body - it's a good feeling. 

Nothing about Jesus' (or Himmler's) beloved "spirit" about it:


I'm their primitive man, alright - the both of 'em - but in The Age Of Wonder:

And heading straight back to the future,...