Lollypops and africa
Does it ever piss you right off when toddlers have a tantrum about incredibly banal things?

I was in the supermarket last night when some red-faced snotty-nosed little bastard was having a tantrum because he'd dropped his lollypop.

For fuck's sake. The UK's in economic crisis, people are dying in Africa, there are a hundred people getting raped this very second all over the world, and he's crying about a cunting lollypop?

Now I wouldn't mind, because that's what kids do, but the worse thing is that the parents actually seem to try and comfort them. This I can't understand. Life is shit, surely it's best that they get used to it at an early age?

Send them all down t'pit, I tell you.
(Half of Stephen Fry's right buttock pissed on your dog on, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 9:48, 9 replies)

I like your stories
and I always think it's a shame you don't get more replies. I particularly liked you story about chasing the kids with a hammer. I only wish you had battered the little shits.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 10:30, closed)

In their defence..
A small mind is a small world. And that lollypop was everything to them. Its a one in a lifetime treat. They worked so hard by being good to get it, and know that another one wont be round the corner anytime soon. Their raged with dissapointment and anger at what just happened.

The adult equivilent would be loosing like £1000. We may not cry and throw a tantrum over it as adults are more mentally controlled. But we'd be damned griefed.
(Miggyman, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 10:46, closed)

I wish all I had to think about was a dropped lolly
instead, I find myself bewildered at the ethics of growing crops for fuel when half the world is starving and food prices are going up, and trying to reconcile the fact that my organisation is involved in the promotion of such a policy.



The phrase 'my organisation' in no way suggests that I actually run it or decide on the policies. And thankfully I'm not directly involved in the biofuels side, that's Chris's job
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 24 Apr 2008, 10:50, closed)

...
I may come accross as very intolerant and unsympathetic, but I'm not.

I just think that the problem with youths in general today is caused by soft parenting.

"He's got sweeties and I haven't, WAAH! WAAH!" translates directly into "Why should he have that car and I shouldn't? Mummy and daddy always gave me everything I want. WAAH! WAAH!"

Which, as we all know, means theft, teenage pregnancy, binge drinking and cake addiction.

And yes, even my parents did it, which is why when I left home at 16 I got massively into debt and didn't know how to use a washing machine or a dishwasher.
(Half of Stephen Fry's right buttock pissed on your dog on, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 10:54, closed)

@Davros
that bloody Chris, I knew it was his fault. He's always had a shifty look about him.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 11:03, closed)

I think my parents did a bang up job
My dad refused to do my ironing from the age of about 14 so I had to learn to do it myself, then all through college, since I was home first most days I had to make dinner. Consequently I'm a pretty good cook and know how to dress all smart like.

Sadly I now hate ironing, and prefer to wear crumpled things and have an often overwhelming desire for takeaways.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 11:05, closed)

Soft parenting
Agree wholeheartedly. Until very recently, one of Sweary Junior's mates would sit there while his mother got on her knees and put his shoes on for him. I kid you not. He was 10 at the time, for fuck's sake.

The trouble is, so many kids these days ask for something (say, a drink) and rather than telling their offspring that they know where the juice lives and how to turn on a tap, they totter of and do it for them. Fair enough for a toddler perhaps, but once they've mastered the art of hand-to-eye coordination, fuck 'em - they can do it themselves. Teach them some bloody independance for God's sake, otherwise they'll never function in the real world.

I speak as someone who was making the family cups of tea and coffee by aged 8, and washing and drying the dishes by aged 9, in order to help my mum out. She just decided one day to show me how to do it, and that was that. No choice in the matter at all, and I'm bloody glad. I'm a pretty good cook, I know how to iron, I've lived on my own and can handle a washing machine... There are too many blokes out there that haven't got a clue about how to look after themselves, and that's entirely down to their mothers (and, sometimes, wives).
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 24 Apr 2008, 11:38, closed)

^
'Which, as we all know, means theft, teenage pregnancy, binge drinking and cake addiction.'

Just say no to the baked goods, kids.

(No, really.)
(jennymnemonic, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 11:41, closed)

@ Jenny
youtube.com/watch?v=g0GxUxKZdHk
(Half of Stephen Fry's right buttock pissed on your dog on, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 12:14, closed)