If you are Stefan Molyneux, please read no further. But if you're not the Canadian philosophical genius, please read on.
This past extended Thanksgiving weekend had confirmed in my mind a trend I was subconsciously noting, but hadn't consciously realized or had crystalized in my frontal lobes. And that trend was the completely unacceptable behavior of my generation's children.
As more and more of my generation were breeding, their little rug rats (though originally starting off as unconscious cute infants, cooing and cuddling) soon turned into toddlers, exercising some sentience, independent thought, and independent behavior. And while there's the token kid who's cool, respectful, well-behaved, and...well...normal, the same cannot be said for what I estimate to be at least 90% of the remainder. They are absolutely atrocious little pieces of shit that (in all deadly seriousness) I would have no problem beating, and in some rarer cases, simply breaking their necks so that the herd may have a higher chance of survival. Quite literally, the only thing that prevents me from doing that is the law.
Their behaviors range from constant whining to biting adults.
From screaming because they didn't get what they wanted to spitting milk in parents' faces.
From "insto-crying" because you didn't immediately dot on whatever whim they had at the time to running around knocking stuff over at the (previously) quiet coffee shop.
And perhaps the one I find most fascinating is the 100% reliable refusal to obey their parents' commands. I once witnessed a GROUP of adults tell children to stop running NO LESS than 12 times, not one of them did. They COMPLETELY ignored their parents as if they weren't even there.
Of course, much as I'd like to break these childrens' little necks, the fault does not lie with them. They're too young and too unevolved to understand the moral ramifications and importance of good behavior and obeying their elders. But the blame does squarely land with their Gen X parents, the generation of which I am completely convinced will make Baby Boomer parents look like June and Ward Cleaver.
For each and every unacceptable behavior their children exhibit their is an equal and opposite shitty parenting technique that caused it.
Time outs (and not spanking) causes children to ignore your commands.
Reasoning with them as if they're fucking Plato and are going to ponder the moral ramifications of spitting in the house only sounds to them like Charlie Brown's teacher, the deep philosophical discussion of which will be immediately ignored once you're done saying in your wimpish tone, "Sweetheeeeeeart, we don't spit in the house? OK?????? That's not right. We don't do that."
and then groveling with your children to "not run in the house" only reinforces their running in the house because you've never expended a calorie of effort to enforce it. Alas why after telling a kid 3 times, I'd make sure the kid would be limping through the house, while no doubt you'd be on your 12th or 13th plea-bargain to get them to come to the negotiating table at the UN where you and other worldly negotiators would presumably use the Socratic Method to hopefully convince your 4 year old to perhaps maybe "jog" though the house.
I could go on, but all the poor parenting techniques that make up the canon of modern day poor parenting boils down to one thing.
You're lazy. You're cowards. You simply do not have the work effort or strength to do the hard part of parenting. You simply lack the spine to provide the desperately needed tough fatherly love and discipline every child needs. Your parenting is not "new" or "progressive" or "advanced" or "on the cutting edge of child psychology." It's lazy, cowardly, shitty slop just like your kids.
The good news is that (as is always with the universe) there is a cost and consequence for failing to raise and discipline your children properly. Some of which society will unfairly bear, but most of which the parents, and even their kids, will bear.
In terms of society, there are negative externalities we must endure due to your crappy parenting. That screaming 2 year old that was sitting in front of me ruined my coffee (and prompted me to write this article). The misbehaving children at church detracted you from the sermon. You couldn't enjoy your dinner because some avant-garde parents don't believe little Jimmy shouldn't be blowing his milk through his straw. And I can't estimate what we're paying in taxes for "special ed" programs for kids that would have otherwise been normal had there been a real dad in the house. But in the end these children go away. These children leave. They are no longer in our lives or households, they are merely fleeting bleeps of annoyances we temporarily endure.
The same cannot be said of the parents. And here a whole new world of hell opens up.
First, you have a household that is intolerable to adults. They are slaves in their own homes, subjected to the tyranny of their children. In many o' houses I visited it is PAINFULLY obvious who runs the show. The entirety of the parents' time is dedicated not so much "to" their children as much as it is dealing with them. Constantly asking what the children want, instantly responding to every cry and whine, reasoning with them as if Jordan Peterson was sitting across from them, and spinning there wheels fetching this or that to end the crying. Alas, since they're incapable of expending the 2 calories it would take to spank a child, they spend millions running around like butlers and servants for 18 years.
Second, holidays and family gatherings are ruined. All it takes is one misbehaving child and Christmas dinner is ruined. Not only is it annoying to the rest of the participants, but it makes adult conversation, bonding, and being a family impossible. You can't converse with your brother Jim about his job because Jim Jr is still in diapers at 4 years old and shit his pants. You can't inquire about how your cousin Amy is doing because Amy Jr is screaming for no reason whatsoever. You can't watch the Thanksgiving football game because, despite their parents' toothless 47th plea, the kids are still running in front of the television, perhaps knocking it over. Ill-reared children raised by incompetent parents make family gatherings a baby sitting operation, not a time to enjoy and love one another.
Third, the parents are haggard. The wear and tear of ill-reared children inevitably takes its toll on the people who refuse to rear them. Remember, a spanking costs 2 calories of energy. Refusing to raise them takes millions more. And it shows in the face, mental health, and even physical health of the parents.
Constantly being sick.
Constantly working whether you're at work or home.
And let's not forget the ancillary consequences of being constantly taxed. Your fuses are shortened, you are more prone to blow up at your spouse. And this I inevitably predict will lead to a divorce rate on par with the previous Divorce World Champions - the Baby Boomers (but that's OK, because like avant-garde parenting is good for your child, I suppose you think divorce is good for your kid too).
Finally, the kids themselves.
Understand this trend has been going on for decades. It was not necessarily Gen X that came up with the original idea of
In my day we didn't have ADD, ADHD, Aspergers or Autism. We had a dad that would spank the hell out of you, and if he didn't, the playground bully would. This isn't to say that ADD, ADHD, the Aspergers and the Autisms doesn't exist, but they do not legitimately exist anywhere near the number of people diagnosed with it. Nearly all of those cases you will see either an absent father or a father who was there, but never disciplined his children. And thus, when you release your ill-reared children - spitting, biting, shitting their pants and all - into the school system, to the untrained elementary school teacher's eye, it plainly looks like a mental disorder.
This condemns your children to a world of disillusion, misdiagnoses, and outright lies that will punish them forever.
You have a disease (that you really don't). Here's some drugs.
You're depressed/have social anxiety disorder/are bi-polar. Here's some drugs.
You're not behaving the way a 24 year old female teacher wants you to. You're in special ed.
You could be bi, gay, transgender...at 7. Yes, you can wear a dress Johnny.
You got triggered and have PTSD. You need to see a psychologist. BTW, here's some more drugs.
And thus "special ed programs," pharmaceutical companies, and
Oh...and let's not forget that when your child finally turns 18 and enters the real world he/she is completely incapable of self-supportation, will likely live at home or off of you till they're 30, and are so deluded about the real world they will pay the price of life-long insanity (thinking they have a mental disease or are a "non-conforming pangender queer") simply because you were too cowardly to spank, too weak to say "no" and too spineless to parent. I endured enough hell believing the baby boomer lies that "girls just want a nice guy" and that "any degree is a good degree." I could only imagine how insanely painful and difficult life would be if I was misled to believe I was a "panqueerggendered-transexual" who had ADD, was bi-polar, and never moved out of the house!
I used to think the Baby Boomers were bad parents, and as a generation they most certainly were. But the blatant lack of parenting on the part of Gen X parents belies just how selfish and greedy they are. They never had kids for the sake of the kids. They had kids solely for themselves, as if the kids were mere objects. And this is only confirmed in that most Gen X parents view parenting as a lackadaisical hobby that they half-heartedly work at, as long as it doesn't require work, rigor, toil, discipline, a spine, or effort. It's further confirmed where they put their convenience ahead of the pure hell their absentee-parenting will damn their children to for their entire lives.
I know I give the Millennials hell, but the generation Gen X is raising today is going to make the Millennials look as noble and hard-working as the WWII generation.
Enjoy the decline.
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