Snowflake America

Zero tolerance. Zero sense. This is as much of a statement to the quality of people our education system attracts as the manufactured outrage and sensitivity of our society.

I say this as a son, nephew, and husband of educators.

Every boy in my elementary would have been suspended before the first week of school ended.

I'm thankful I grew up in the era that I did.

Ridiculous. We are sadly a country full of snowflakes.

That pic above with the Bigwheel was my childhood in a nutshell. And I am a girl. My dad was strict about what young ladies should be allowed to do, but he was the one that brought home the scrapwood for our ramp from his shop.

This is what progressivism hath wrought.

Not directly related... however, a quote I read yesterday.

Frank Martin, son of Cuban immigrants and head coach of Cinderella basketball team, University of South Carolina: "You know what makes me sick to my stomach? When I hear grown people say that kids have changed. Kids haven't changed. Kids don't know anything about anything. We've changed as adults. We demand less of kids. We make their lives easier instead of preparing them for what life is truly about. We're the ones that have changed. To blame kids is a cop out."

I like these threads. Because a large majority of the parents posting on them are the root cause of the problem and yet they only recognize it when they see others do it.

CE Lounge Lizzard said:

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I'm thankful I grew up in the era that I did.

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Thanks Obama!

it's not about being snowflakes, it's not about being wusses, it's not about any of that. it's about indoctrination. through the public school system, the government is training our children that guns are bad. eventually a majority of Americans will believe this, and then our gun rights will go away. it's a calculated plan.

wow. when i was in elementary and middle school i had a 45 pound recurve bow and a pellet pistol that you could pump as many times as you want and it would build some pretty serious velocity.

my friends and the turds down the way had 3 wheelers, and similar or worse weaponry. Some had those catalog full auto co2 bb guns that would shoot like 3000 rpm.

I had a 100 round clip of .30 cal blanks from ww2, so we drained the powder out of them, put them in mentholatum jars with a firecracker taped through a hole in the top and made grenades.

we loaded up the bb/pellet guns, took the tips off a bunch of arrows and duct taped foam onto the ends, and went to having all out all night wars.

we got scolded a bit after our first big battle, because the morons on the other side thought they would be cute and hold plywood up to just march down teh street and kick our asses. But they forgot to put handles on the back, so we hid in the ditches on both sides and held our fire until we could see the whites of their finger nails, then opened up with the fully auto bb's until they dropped the wood. then we peppered their asses all the way back home with the rest of the firepower. We got scolded cause some ***** showed his mom a bunch of bb's buried in his back, and she was a doctor from up east. But a few weeks later, it was on again.

we did that for years. even jousted off the 3 wheelers, that was always a pretty balsy game, no way to hide the bruises and scrapes from that. We got in bigger trouble when one kid got run over by a truck on his 3 wheeler one night, but no big deal.

one time I drew a bead on a 3 wheeler raider with the bow, and when i let fly, the foam on the end folded back from the tip. Even with the wooden arrow only, that sucker stuck in a tree. Good thing I missed!

My point is (aside from fun reminiscing), this was more fun and we all learned more real life lessons from this than anyone could ever get out of a supervised event or classroom. This kind of crap is what made capable people. Nobody told us anything. We figured out to wear goggles on our own. We figured out what was too far and what wasnt. We figured out what worked and what didnt. We made our own rules. We worked it out.

Hell, when i was in first grade, I had a dud pineapple ww2 grenade i took to show and tell, and as a joke i pulled the pin and threw it in the classroom before class started. Everyone cracked up. That was it.

People today are so far past being idiotic, that "lighten up, Francis' isn't even the appropriate response.

I'm a big fan of the 'lighten up' mantra, but some of that is just plain stupid.

Makes me feel better about the things I did that were also stupid (but not as stupid as some of yours).

Sean98 said:

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I like these threads. Because a large majority of the parents posting on them are the root cause of the problem and yet they only recognize it when they see others do it.

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Please tell me what you know about parenting.