Random Musing Cogitation #2


The problem with bullying is not the bully, it is the bullee. In these current times, the unfortunate truth is that our kids have become soft. Of course, it is not the children’s fault, but that of parents and society as a whole.

First, it was the elimination of dodge ball, that great American game. I was a dodge ball kid, and got my but kicked more times than I can remember. There is nothing like getting hit with a large, hard, reddish-brown rubber ball while standing on hot asphalt, and getting teased by your classmates for being a wimp. The thing is, it made my generation tough, and gave us the ability to cope with stressful situations. Most of us don’t flake out when things get hard, instead, we face our problems head on. Now, apparently, it is detrimental to a child’s psyche. Well, if people would take more interest in their children, instead of letting xbox or playstation raise them, then maybe, the child’s psyche wouldn’t be so damaged.

Then there is participation trophies, which do more harm than good. Kids must learn about success and failure. Kids must learn that sometimes you win and sometimes you lose. Kids must learn that you will not always get what you want. Now, we have kids that are always expecting something in return. Contrary to popular belief, hard work does not always pay off, and kids need to understand that early in there developmental lives.

Now to big one: corporal punishment. I grew up with parents that believed in whooping ass. I say whooping ass, because my parents did not give spankings. My mother would hit with anything that was in arms-length. I grew up at a time in the 70s and 80s when parents could punish their kids in public, and nobody said a thing. Our parents would remind us that they brought us in this world, and that they will take us out of it. Now, parents who spank (or beat, whoop ass), or whatever you call it are arrested and charged with child abuse. Just using strong language can land you in jail. As a result, we have kids that are disrespectful toward their own parents, old persons, and people in authority in general. I’ll be 50 years old in October, yet till this day, I would not dare curse or disrespect my mother, because I know she would end my life at that very moment. Plus, many kids do not understand what exactly is the difference between right and wrong.

On to the bullying. I, and many of my generation, were taught that the way to stop a bully is to fight back, even if that meant getting your ass kicked, at least you fought back. If that did not work, then use the “Great Equalizer”, which is a swift knee, or kick to the groin. It is guaranteed to stop bullying in its tracks. Now, because of the Sensitivity Epidemic that has infected this country, we are a nation with wussy kids. Wussy is a combination of wimp and pussy, for those that do not know.

It is very sad to see the state of the younger generation as it is today. I do worry about our country’s future because of it.