Spanking a cure for mental illness

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If or when he tries to do something, not says something or said something years ago, but actually tries to do something that's bad. I'll speak out here.
Every time I freaked out or spoke out about obama was cause he was trying to or doing stuff. People are freaking out and trump still has 2 months before he's in office. We have no freaking idea what he'll do. He may very well do nothing and just keep doing the same that's been done for the last 30 years.

The democrat party and its media lackies won't accept it, I suspect the riots and twisting of every word trump or any of his lackies said will go on for the the next 4 years constantly. Makes me sick.

The left has a habit of taking stuff out of context and then implying a new context. So forgive me but I don't believe anything the left media says.

Yes, but is that (diagnosed mental illnesses) what everyone's talking about?
I wouldn't have dared to have a meltdown around my old man. I did one time at the mall when I was about 5 and he hauled my ass out the nearest side exit to a cold nearly pitch dark alley and left me there until I "knock it off".


If The Troll were alive today he'd call you a "child beater" and show you his "beating maps" that corelate "beating states" with conservativeism. Remember that?




I never said we weren't without stupid people, but that they aren't the majority and I abhor being treated the same as the lowest common denominator.


Health camps??? Oh, you mean Political Rehabilitation Centers!

Skippy

I've always been incorrigible
That time the old man had been cleaning out the garage and had boxes of old junk to throw out on the floor along the wall. My little brother and I came into the garage and my brother did some little thing (I forgot what) that pissed the old man of and it usually didn't take much. I was 8 and he was 5 and we were both wearing shorts. There was about a 2-3 ft section of air compressor hose sticking out of one of those boxes of junk and the old man snached it out and whopped my brother across the backs of his bare legs. He started doing what looked like a rain dance and shaking his hands the same as when you wash your hands but dont have anything to dry them with. He had a eerily shocked expression on his face but it seemed like it took a long time for him to start wailing but the wailing did finally come.

I actually laughed but it was out of shock and horror and I didn't know how else to express it then. I'd seen some crazy s**t by the time I was 8 (and plenty more later ) but this really took the f-cking cake. To the old man it was still laughter so he gave me a good hard one across the back of my legs with that air hose. That's when I found out what drove my brother's little "rain dance". Staring at the point of impact I experienced a shockwave of the most awful pain that went in both directions, up though my body and down to my feet. The dancing and hand shaking was because it actually felt like the pain was exiting out through my fingers and toes and I felt like I needed to get it the hell out of me any way I could and quickly before it killed me. When i was halfway into my rain dance my brothers was about at an end and we both were bawling. It hurt too damn much to bawl in that critical moment when we were literally trying to shake the pain out of our bodies. The old man laughed so hard that he had to lean against the garage wall to keep from toppling over.
I remember that "rain dance" like it was last month.

BTW: This isn't a heart-pouring boo hoo story. It wasn't the least little bit funny at the time (to put it mildly) but it is rather comical in more recent years and I've told this story IRL often enough when it's been childhood horror story telling time. It has to be told so that it is knee slapping funny to the audience to avoid an air of apathy and it has to be the right audience.

That which does not kill us only makes us stronger.
- Friedrich Nietzsche

that which doesn't kill us only weakens us, for the most part.

^ Have you always been like this?

Your old man sounds a lot like my mother, although she had an excuse: an abusive, alcoholic father who saw action (or so the story goes on that side of the family) in WWII (specifically D-Day). She, for all practical purposes, was an unwanted child by both parents.

Not to be a smartass, but what was your father's excuse?

I can't speak foe auntblabby, but, yes, I always was. Within the church I grew up in, the prevailing attitude to raising children was you need to break them like you break a wild horse: with extreme cruelty, so they become 100% compliant to your will, as well as the will of a very jealous, cruel God.

And you wonder why I never dated, married or have children...

In a nutshell, he was a simply a nut. The rubber hose thingy was only the tip of the iceberg and comparatively insignificant. I have no issues with corporal punishment being doled out as needed (<note the underlined) and by that i mean anything from a an open hand to a leather belt and even the fist for older kids as the situation warrants (< another underlined thing).
I do have an issues with said corporal punishment being dealt out without reason, in lieu of reason, or just for the fun of it.
I do have issues with cold indifference in parents.
I do have issues with moving on average of less than one year between moves, be it across town or across the country for no other reason than just because the old man wanted to (gets back to him being a nut). I think the most we ever stayed in one house was 4 years but that long stay was paid for with much shorter stays in other houses. It ain't good for kids, especially ones with developmental disorders, to be uprooted all the time like that.

The thing is that I knew kids that had it worse....

I wasn't trolling but just wondering why that person is always under a dark cloud.


We were Methodist (Nazarene for a while) but for the most part they didn't seen to dote on discipline although it was encouraged here and there. The more elderly members seem to talk about it the most but the way they've lived to see things turn to s**t I can see why.

I don't necessarily believe that God is cruel or jealous. The scriptures were written by men with preordained notions and probably personal agendas to satisfy as well . I do not think the bible is BS but that the written word needs to be thought through some before applying it to our lives. Only God knows the true nature of God and we can only hypothesize.


No, I wasn't wondering. In fact I didnt know. Not all of us put that much personal information on the internet.

I sure do miss AP.The King of the Trolls.He might be spot on the spanking.The relative that whupped up on me was a staunch Repub,voted a straight ticket everytime.I guess it backfired and they spanked the republican right out of me.lol My daughter and I are the only ones in the family that don't vote that way.I was told my folks would be rolling in their graves if they knew I voted democrat.

I'm talking about spanking a child to cure a diagnosed mental illness or disability,not about paddling an unruly one.
You can't slap the Tourette's out of a child.

Not sure if I agree with Neitszche on that.It would depend on the temperament of the person.Knock me down and I'll just get angry and rise up.Not everyone has the same disposition.There are lions and there are lambs.I'd prefer that the lambs got to remain lambs.

That has nothing to do with the fact I enjoy leg of lamb with rosemary.

Then you are no better than him.

There is some need of discipline in the life of every child.

Even autistic children will at some point need some hands on discipline from a loving parent. Within reason, of course.

But I understand that it can be frustrating to hear such over generalizations from Michael Savage and so forth.

99% is a very extreme and opinionated statistic that is likely made up off the top of his head.

I do think however, that there are many children who are diagnosed with ADHD, Aspergers, or my favorite Opposition Defiance Disorder, when all they may really need is a good spanking. Or perhaps the unplugging of the TV, and actually getting involved in the life of their child, to find out their special learning needs and personality.

A parent ought to be the best diagnoser of what's best for their child. But many parents neglect their children. Other parents go the other extreme and physically and emotionally abuses their kids. There needs to be a reasonable balance, which comes from a parents self sacrifice and actual caring of their children.

You are only half correct.

God DOES know the true nature of God.

But we CAN do more than hypothesize. We can go before God in prayer, and find out straight from the source Himself.

The author of a book is the best reliable interpreter for their own work. If the Bible is inspired by the Holy Spirit, then He would be the one to ask for guidance on His words and how to properly apply them.

Lambs can be lambs if they want to but they need to realise that they will be food for the coyotes and wolves. I saw at a young age what happens to human lambs (kids that are too "different" and weak) at the hands of coyotes and wolves (bullies) so I pretty much destined myself then not to be a lamb.

Although I'm not a jarhead, I've always been fond of the USMC "improvise, adapt, and overcome" motto and apply it to myself.

The church I grew up in taught the worst tenets of 5 point Calvinism (especially salvation is for the elect.), as well as Arminianism (you can lose your salvation as fast as you gained it.


No, I wasn't wondering. In fact I didnt know. Not all of us put that much personal information on the internet.[/quote]

I alluded to that in other posts. Like mom, I have a short fuse. I'd probably be on death row by now if I were married and had kids.

My mother spanked me once when I was about 7 years old. She was frustrated; I was bratty. It was an awkward moment for both of us. After that we just talked things out.

My Dad spanked me once out of anger. He probably would have done so again had my parents not split up and we ended up living in distant cities.

I have a bad temper; from my Dad's side. His father (my grandfather) used to hit and kick him. One of the reasons I have not had children is because I know I have a bad (occasionally violent) temper. I just get this rage sometimes; and this is not appropriate when dealing with others, especially children.

That's why there are Shepherds and Great Pyrennes. To protect the lambs.A. soldier protects his country,so those of us who are stronger should defend those who can't do it for themselves.Some folks just don't have a mean streak in them.I know I do,and it has helped me to survive.And that same mean streak makes me want to take up for those who are unable to do so for themselves.