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Being responsible for your children

The uproar reported in, and caused by, this story seems weird to me, but then the ex and I, not being former cheerleaders or beauty queens, were somewhat old-fashioned in our insistence that our children should behave themselves in public and not act like feral animals. This is a concept a lot of "modern" parents don't seem to grasp, the Rousseauist assholes. Yes, I'm sure your child is wonderful, but when it's howling in the middle of the restaurant it needs to leave, not continue making the rest of us miserable so you can puff yourself up about what a wonderful, sensitive parent you are. No. You're being a lazy shithead who doesn't want to do the hard work of teaching your children how to behave like civilized human beings. It's all about the discipline, baby. Get some.

Via TrekMaster James, though Number 2 Pencil had it first.


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Nov. 22nd, 2005 01:37 pm (UTC)
"I love people who don't have children who tell you how to parent," said Alison Miller, 35, a psychologist, corporate coach and mother of two. "I'd love for him to be responsible for three children for the next year and see if he can control the volume of their voices every minute of the day."

"I love people who get offended when others are bothered by the actions of members of your dining party, be they 3 or 103," said Jeremy Stomberg, 31, an emergency medical courier, nonprofit founder and mother of none. "I'd love for her to have been brought up by my parents, who were not in any way mean, but I damn sure knew how to behave myself in a restaurant. We didn't have to control the volume of our voices every minute of the day, but we did in enclosed public places."
Nov. 22nd, 2005 02:46 pm (UTC)
don't think she gets the point that the childless people are telling her how to parent because it's obvious she has no fscking clue.
Nov. 22nd, 2005 04:45 pm (UTC)
Hear hear!

My earliest memories of eating in a restaurant, I remember very clearly knowing that I was to BEHAVE. I was allowed to crawl under my chair/the table and sit quietly if I absolutely couldn't stay in my seat. That was about the weirdest thing I did in public places.

But we certainly weren't allowed to wander the aisles. Or scream.

It's annoying at Target or at the grocery store, but people do have to get errands run and getting a babysitter so you can go to the grocery store is dumb. But restaurants are, at one level, entertainment. Especially sit-down restaurants.
Nov. 23rd, 2005 05:47 am (UTC)
When I was a kid, my parents could rarely afford to go to a restaurant. But when we did go, people commented on how my sister and I behaved as if we ate in restaurants every day. Of course, back in the covered wagon days of my childhood, parents were strict and actually cared about their kids. Spoiled, selfish children are going to grow up to be spoiled, selfish adults. Parents who love their children will teach them respect for other people. Discipline is a sign of love.

But I'm preaching to the choir here, aren't I?

Nov. 23rd, 2005 12:44 pm (UTC)
Yeah, but it's LJ, so it's all good.

Something that occurred to me yesterday after I posted this is that as far as I can tell. there's a class-based split going on with child raising. Most of the self-centered biotches in articles like this (and RL, in these parts anyway) are yuppie parents or urban bohos who are more concerned about their child's self-esteem than whether the kid learns courtesy and manners. Working-class parents, on the other hand, don't put up with that kind of behavior. Go out to Q. Cumbers in Edina on a Monday night (Kids' night) and tell me I'm wrong. ^^
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