The next generation, the PlayStation Generation, is destined to blow us all up. They were raised indoors, they have never caught a bug in a jar or built a clubhouse or climbed a tree. All they know is computers and video games. They have phones.
While you’re preparing your kids for the disappointment of a life with no coping skills, you’re simultaneously taking away any magic childhood is supposed to hold. I know people that don’t give their kids the joy of Santa. They don’t want to lie to their kids. No Tooth Fairy, no Easter Bunny, no Boogie-man. Your 6-year-old is not prepared to handle the truth! That’s the point! You are supposed to gradually let them discover what is real and what isn’t. Let them develop some skills to deal with this harsh reality, while letting them enjoy being innocent while they still can. I am nonplussed.
“I don’t want to teach my kids violence.” That’s fine. I’m sure that China will be more than happy to teach your precious Caitlin and Trevor all about it. They’ll teach them that the occasional smack upside the head would have done a lot more than making them go to their rooms to explore their feelings. By sparing the rod, you’re welcoming the Red threat to our shores with open arms, you pinko-hippie you. Guess what? China hates hippies more than America. Peace.