The Crybully leftist mending themselves
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I honestly believe that these people didn't get their shit slapped enough when they were a kid and did something stupid so they have no concept of right/wrong.
I'm of the honest belief that "don't discipline your kids physically" is a legitimate psyop to create people like this.
How do you know someone wasn't spanked as a kid? They'll let you know.
Often you don't even need to wait long enough for them to speak. The screaming, tantruming child with them will clue you in.
and yet I got raised that way and turned out as more of a far right extremist than most. There's more to the equation.
That's pretty close to what I think. I'm 40, and the parents of many of my generation were terrible. So I dunno when it started, but it was going on 40 to 35 years ago. Some parents just never told their kid no. And somehow the snowflakes have survived. I really don't get how they haven't been shanked by an illegal immigrant in a Houston gay bar parking lot. Some have, no doubt. They neither understand the difference between right and wrong nor risky and safe, since their parents were always out front of their dumb decisions, too.
So, yes, "right and wrong" becomes "whatever you want." There is no moral challenge at home when you have no rules. They go off looking for meaning in the form of simping for groups that they perceive have real problems. All their compassion gets misguided from their own community to someone who doesn't give a fuck about them in Tibet.
Imagine little "Courtney" wants to dress like a slut, but the 9th grade won't let her. do you a) confine her to the house for 2 weeks for trying to go out like that b) tell her to put a sweater over it at school, but she can wear whatever she wants on dat street OR c) go complain to the school. We are dealing with the progeny of c) parents here.
This isn't some boomer thing. "Spare the rod, spoil the child" is older than your civilization. You needed more rod growing up.
Getting decadent and declining is as old as civilization. So yeah.
I didn't get hit by my family but I just recognised authority of when to stop, especially from my Grandmother, she used to raise guard dogs so HAD a commanding voice when she needed it while my Grandfather had so much respect that it actually hurt me emotionally to disappoint him.
I get the meme 'spare the rod, spoil the child' but that doesn't mean that's the ONLY solution. At least with how family raises you, interacting with other kids, however, sometimes fights help you learn that everyone else AREN'T your family and aren't going to hold back as much when you do dumb shit.
I'm fond of the phrase 'Didn't get the bitch slapped out of them in high school'.
I actually think I should just do a post as an official poll on here to see how many of us got into fights when we were younger.
Because that seems to be a BIG factor on if you end up a whiney bitch or not.
No fights here but I sure got my ass beat when I did dumb shit, having to play 'pick your punishment' where if you pick the easy option results in you getting the worst option instead made real damn sure I stopped doing whatever pissed them off.
All the fucking time, some I won others I got my arse kicked. You know what? I learned to keep a civil tongue in my head for the most part
Anyone that's ever been punched in the mouth for talking shit has learned how to do a few things.
like be respectful unless it warrants otherwise, know what a threat of violence is and if it's worth doing what you're doing because of it.
You learn that there's a point when it's not worth it. Fighting isn't worth it because someone's life can change or end in the blink of an eye.
I've been in fights before, but I still remember the day I realized I need to watch my actions.
I was messing with a friend at school and was talking shit, and I pushed him. I know, bad behavior, but it got corrected. He punched me right in the jaw for messing with him. It wasn't hard enough to fuck me up or knock me out, he wasn't that big. I could've beaten him up, but instead it clicked for me that I totally deserved that and I shouldn't fight back because of that.
So I apologized to him for fucking with him too much. It was only fair imo.
Every man needs a moment in their life where it clicks that pride isn't worth fighting all the time every time, and that your words and actions have consequences