Children don’t arrive at
birth with a conveniently written manual to address every parental crisis in
the middle of the night. It is hard being a parent, especially a good parent,
and many of us do need the Idiot’s Guide to Parenting. Liberals are more than willing to step in via free
government programs to give firm instructions and to control how you raise your
children. They have been pretty
successful so far in taking away many parental rights while molding the next
liberal generation.
When I had children in the
80s, there were no self-help books, and the only source of scholarly parental wisdom
and what to do was Dr. Benjamin Spock, M.D. However, most of the time I
deferred to my mom’s experience and to other elders who laughed when TV stars
and psychologists with out-of-control children tried to give parental and
child-rearing advice.
Protecting my children
from self-inflicted injury was not easy – dangers lurked in every corner, plug,
cabinet, dangling string, slippery surface, sharp object, pill bottle, knife,
scissors, freezer, electric socket, chewable toy, and especially the bathroom. As
a toddler, one of my daughters loved to drink water out of the commode with her
Sippy cup. Being escape artists, it was hard to hold on to them in public places.
I managed fine without having to put them on a leash/harness, a common practice
at that time. They did complain bitterly much later that they were on a tight
leash as teenagers.
With every stage of development,
new and interesting challenges arose but nothing was as hard as the teenage
years. At this developmental stage, our children decided that we, the parents, were
an utter embarrassment to them. We should have been banished to a faraway
island, while they could freely choose a new set of parents, preferably someone
hip and young, who had not fallen off the fashion train in the 70s; this
someone would have to be glamorous, smart, and more accommodating and
understanding of their “simple” needs and immediate demands.
Because I grew up in a
different culture, my views of what constituted proper parenting and those of
my American counterparts often clashed. After all, I was not really American, I
was naturalized. My children hated me and felt as if they were the victims of
my Old World antiquated ways of mothering. I was experimenting and destroying
their future. What was I thinking? Why would I not let them do whatever they
wanted, whenever they wanted, and with whomever they wanted?
For starters, why was it
necessary for kids to spend the night in a total stranger’s home whose parents
I did not know, whose house I could not inspect, and whose bad habits I might
not approve of to be displayed in front of my children, and whose lack of
parenting I might find shocking. What was wrong with our home and their own
beds? After all, they did have summer camps for sleepovers in the middle of
nature, surrounded by lots of fun critters.
Why was it necessary for
parents to spend inordinate amounts of money on slutty clothes for their
children when a simple, no, you are not going to dress like that, would have sufficed?
Who was the parent? Did they need the latest trinkets, toys, electronics,
stereos, DVDs, Cabbage Patch dolls, and other useless devices that stifled
creativity?
What was wrong with kids
meeting in the back yard, close to nature and the sandbox, using their
creativity and boundless energy to play? My daughters never came inside before
sundown. Nowadays kids have to have play dates. What is that all about? Do you
match the kids based on your friendship preferences, moral values, wealth, and
social status?
I never understood the
total disregard for morality, propriety, and for the welfare of other parents’ children,
coming to their friends’ homes to “hang out” where alcohol, drugs, and tobacco
consumption were encouraged and provided, with the expectation that children having
sex was normal - “it is better to have sex in our home, supervised, instead in
some seedy place.” What is wrong with saying no, you are not doing that in my
house?
American clothing style
has degenerated from elegant, proper, and detailed, to the skimpy, improper,
and right down scandalous. As a very elegantly dressed professor who made her
own clothes once said, there has to be a middle way between being “half naked in
public and the burka.”
Boys cannot concentrate in
school with girls dressed in mini-skirts, showing their derriere, and dressed
in tight tops with their breasts hanging out. Worse yet, certain administrators
and teachers approved of such a dress code and did not send the offenders home
to change. On the contrary, some administrators sent students home who wore
patriotic t-shirts or displays of religious affiliation such as a cross or
Bible verses, for fear that it might make other students uncomfortable.
When I go out to a
restaurant to eat with my family, I expect a relaxing atmosphere, conversation,
and good food. I am not there to listen to past middle age men with trophy wife
number two teaching their bratty kids their ABCs in public and how to properly
color within the lines, disrupting the entire restaurant atmosphere. Also, I am
not there to look at skimpily clad women’s body parts with rolls of baby fat
overflowing their several sizes too small garments.
Nobody should have to
witness the obscene and right down pornographic dress and behavior of our youth
imitating Hollywood stars who have no moral compass. Hanna Montana was a role
model for young girls for a long time and parents loved her. But Miley’s pathetic
performance, simulating sex on stage, surrounded by teddy bears, degrades and
dehumanizes women, debasing innocence and preparing young people to accept more
twisted and perverse behavior to come. Nothing seems to shock us anymore.
“Miley’s performance may
have been raunchy, but no one can deny that she seemed to be enjoying flaunting
her sexual power and prowess. She would be no man’s sexual victim. She modeled for
our girls that even a sweet Hannah Montana could grow into a sexually confident
young woman who was having a very good time with her sexuality.” (Huffington
Post, Why Miley Cyrus Is Actually a Good Role Model for Girls, August 29, 2013)
Modesty, honesty, innocence,
and propriety have been lost long time ago, replaced by the race to the top of
smut and titillation. This is what liberalism and feminism-gone-wild have done
to young girls and young women, who confuse dancing around half-naked with
power, sexuality, and achievement.
Parents must have been
mortified. They control the purse strings, the education of their children, and
the TV remote, not Hollywood or academia. Yet the degradation of our culture
and of our youth continues in the name of tolerance. Liberalism has promoted the
idea of being non-judgmental because they don’t want people to think for
themselves, they want to groom and prepare the next generation of faithful and
blind liberal followers.
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