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2006-07-10 12:17:00 PM  
awachtel,

All the more reason to privatize education. Dont let the government pussify your children.

EXACTLY!!

I haven't seen one argument that holds water as to why you can't just issue a voucher for a tax credit and let the parents send them to private school.
 
2006-07-10 12:18:04 PM  
"Did you go to Lake Forest?"

Buena Vista, in Greenville (Greer).
 
2006-07-10 12:19:03 PM  
I saw this in a bar yesterday, and this is what will happen across the country, because here's what American education does now... we turn our men into such wimps that they spit on anything American or competitive.
Then, once a year, they all gather at a bar in nancy-boy sweaters to watch the World Cup while drinking strawberry-wheat beer just so they can avoid feeling like complete vaginas.
And if the commentary is in English, they whinily exhort the bartender to turn the TV to the Spanish channel so it seems "more European... without all the dumb references to American sports". And it's spreading...
 
2006-07-10 12:20:16 PM  
Why do kids need gym class anyway? Don't you know that having sex with your teacher burns over 200 calories?
 
2006-07-10 12:21:36 PM  
When I was in 4th grade half our class decided to particpate in a ROCK WAR!

Yes, we threw rocks at each other as hard as we could. I got hit in the back of the head, needed 20 stiches, my buddy took one in the forehead, needed 45 stiches.. another kid got his hand broken, and one more get a rock to the mouth, lost 4 teeth.

How those teachers avoided a lawsuit is beyond me.

Gwin Oaks Elem.'89
 
2006-07-10 12:21:43 PM  
DJAkeeba:

Wow! I guess your mommy strapped your jock, knee and elbow pads, and helmet on a little too tightly today.
 
2006-07-10 12:22:48 PM  
My elementary school (Theodore Roosevelt Elementary) had two playgrounds...one for grades 1-3 (little playground) and one for grades 4-6 (big playground). The younger kids had lunch at 11 and recess at 11:30, and the older kids, recess at 11, lunch at 11:30 during the lunch hour. Fourth graders could play on the little playground until the younger kids started coming out.

Anyway...the little playground was built on concrete. The big playground had the wood chips. The little playground was much more fun...it had what we called "the structure" and one feature was these tires you could jump into like a net, held with chains. I never had the nerve to jump into them lest I fall through a tire, but I knew this one boy who would do flips into them!

I wonder if they changed it any in the 21 years since I went there. I used to ride my bike through the little playground in the summer.
 
2006-07-10 12:25:27 PM  
I swear we had this exact same thread not too long ago from an identical Seattle article. Or did my meds just kick in?

TwoBit's twirly thing was awesome! We'd try to spin it as fast as you could until kids started flying off the edges. Remember those spring-loaded bobbing horses? You would sit on them an try to tip them over as far as you could? Or play "Bronco Busters," which was pretty much just trying to knock kids off their horse by body slamming them.

Or how about see-saws/teeter-totters? It was always fun to jump of when you were at the bottom & watch the other kid hit the ground. Or you could get one kid to sit on it, and about 6 kids on the otherside to try to catapult them into the air. That was great fun.

/tomboys rule
 
2006-07-10 12:25:40 PM  
Smeggy Smurf
When those kids have to go to war (and you know they will), the Army and Marines will make men of them.

Good luck. They'll have the drill sergeant yelling in their faces and making them polish their shoes. And as a result, wetting the bed. Some of those kids will mentally snap, since they see no resemblance of this over-medicated under-challenging playground anywhere!

One of my good friends is an Army Recruiter. He was asked the other day if living in the barracks is like "The Real World" show. The recruiter said yes, kind of, but not really. Kid signed up. I wonder what will happen. He'll probably realize that there's fighting and defending himself, and crap his pants because he was taught that "touching others is wrong".

/yeah, we're in trouble
 
2006-07-10 12:25:47 PM  
DJAkeeba: Or they actually want to hear someone commentate on the sport that has been doing so for years and years, not just some jackasses ABC/ESPN pulled up the ranks.

I know, I know. What with the common sense and all.
 
2006-07-10 12:26:18 PM  
The boys will wish they had scars eight to ten years from now.
 
2006-07-10 12:26:19 PM  
TheWolfdog


When I was in 4th grade half our class decided to particpate in a ROCK WAR!

Yes, we threw rocks at each other as hard as we could. I got hit in the back of the head, needed 20 stiches, my buddy took one in the forehead, needed 45 stiches.. another kid got his hand broken, and one more get a rock to the mouth, lost 4 teeth.

How those teachers avoided a lawsuit is beyond me.

Gwin Oaks Elem.'89


I used to participate in rock fights until April 11, 1984. I was 11 and in the fifth grade, and we had a half-day of school that day. This was during the two years I lived in a mobile home park (nice one, too), and my sister and I decided to hang out at the trailer park playground and we got into a rock fight with this boy.

He hurled a huge rock at me, and it's a good thing I turned my head away because I had my glasses on. Wound up with five stitches in the back of my head and the kid's mother wound up with the doctor bill.

That was the day I retired from rock fights.
 
2006-07-10 12:26:19 PM  
LogRayX,

Jesus Tapdancing Christ. Has everyone forgotten that suffering creates greatness? If we remove all the downs of life, what are they going to look forward to? What will they strive for?

Farked up things make farked up people who do amazing things. That's how the world works. Pain makes us stronger.


That's a humorous way to put it, but you're dead on the mark. The world is a rough place, and trying to be cuddly snookums with a kid and simply ignore the fact until they turn 18 is setting them up for a very rough life.

Ah, the joys of being a liberal. It doesn't matter what happens later, it only matters how you feel right now.

But you're dead on target: where are the entrepreneurs going to come from? The risk takers? The inventors who drive the world? The people who won't take no for an answer and refuse to give up till they accomplish a goal?

Ah well...that's just more opportunity for my son and your kids if you have any then.
 
2006-07-10 12:27:46 PM  
DoesItReallyMatter
Because those who usually have a negative stereotype of how parents ignore their kids for their own personal fulfillment usually don't have any.


No, you misunderstood me. I was trying to make a point that parents are often in jobs that require a hell of a lot of time from them, so they can't see their kids as much as they want to since they're being overworked. On average in both the UK and US it takes 1.5 average incomes to own a house, so both parents have to work. Moreso if you want a couple of decent cars etc.

Since the parents don't get to see their kids as often as they'd like to, their concern for the kids which they don't get to see can become a form of guilt that results in over-protectiveness. It's not that they're trying for personal fulfillment over their kids, it's that they have little choice in the matter.

/A lot of the modern rat-race just isn't healthy - just look at the average levels of stress in the workplace
//yeah, pop-psychology nonsense. Humour me, I'm almost bored to tears...
 
2006-07-10 12:27:46 PM  
We played tag with rocks, and you weren't out until you bled.

This was in the kind of town where it wasn't uncommon to hear the phrase "She ain't much to look at, but she sure can take a punch."

Great neighborhood, until the drug dealers discovered it.

/those were the daaaaaaays!
 
2006-07-10 12:28:46 PM  
We used to play tag with Tennis balls. You nailed someone with the ball and they were it. We would play in this huge wooden fort on the school playground. It was dangerous as hell and was torn down long ago but damn was it fun. Kids would run and leap 15 - 20ft from the watch towers to avoid getting tagged. So much fun.
 
2006-07-10 12:29:12 PM  
I weep for the future of this country.
 
2006-07-10 12:29:39 PM  
What's this crap about people's parents calling their college professors. I knew one guy that did that, and I railed him about it for the rest of the year. I openly tell the wussified people on campus that I was the kid throwing rocks at them in high school, and they were supposed to throw them back.

/maybe I should get my parents to call about my grades
 
2006-07-10 12:30:00 PM  
IdBeCrazyIf
Pedo bear ain't standing on the corner, and little susy or tommy is going to get a brokens something or other at some time or another.

It's possible that having most kids staying inside would make it easier for potential molesters to abduct children. If there are only a few children playing outside, there's fewer other kids to pay attention to that stranger driving slowly through the neighborhood and to warn others about the goings on of the 'hood. Also, there are less parents paying attention to what's happening outside since little Billy and Janie are inside vegetating in front of the [insert game system here] and TV. Similar to the fact that busy pedestrian traffic in cities deters crime.

/remembers chasing off one of those "slow driving strangers"
//as a kid (with a group of other kids)
 
2006-07-10 12:30:02 PM  
SomeBigFarkingMan: Or they actually want to hear someone commentate on the sport that has been doing so for years and years, not just some jackasses ABC/ESPN pulled up the ranks.

No, no, you miss my point: none of them spoke Spanish! They just didn't want to hear references to our brutal, non-European sports. I don't think any of them actually knew anything about soccer, either. They were just pretending to have testicles for the day.
 
2006-07-10 12:30:04 PM  
TheGoblinKing
Hell, I was just thinking about art when I wrote that. This is insane...the wrong kind of insane.
 
2006-07-10 12:30:49 PM  
When I was a kid

We had a glass art project, however we had to eat sand and shiat our own glass....

Our science fair project consisted of putting together and breaking apart a Chevy 350 big block....

Our fair day had a sack hop, but we had to kill and skin a hyena for our sack before we could enter....
 
2006-07-10 12:32:12 PM  
I grew up on one of those iron slides and it was so worn and rusted you got burned from the sun and the friction sliding down it. Farking bastard was a miserable piece of equipment but I couldn't help sliding down it. If we didn't slide down it we would run down the thing and hope to land on our feet.

I also had wooden logs popping out of the ground. I still have a scar from when I got pushed off and caught my shin right on the edge of the top of one. There was a nice little hole in my leg that bled for half and hour was all that was left.

We had old tractor tires laid down on their sides where we'd sit around inside of and make out, get felt up, get all sorts of thrilling "jobs" in, and ostracize the kids no one wanted to fool around with. Hehe, well, I was one that no one wanted to fool around with but I've grown out of that.


In other words, back then, being a kid was worth it.
 
2006-07-10 12:32:20 PM  
12:30:00 PM germ78

Schweet! At the sound of my comment, the time will be exactly 12:30.
 
2006-07-10 12:33:27 PM  
DoesItReallyMatter

barracks life is fun. there were so many crazy times. its even crazyier when everyone gets drunk and starts fighting and trashing the place. then staff duty comes in and the fun is over
 
2006-07-10 12:33:41 PM  
Today's kids=Tomorrow's adults=big ole wussies
 
2006-07-10 12:35:20 PM  
germ78: /remembers chasing off one of those "slow driving strangers"

Hah... I wasn't the only one.

Where I lived they actually let myself, 8 years old at the time, purchase a hunting sling shot. You know the kind with surgical bands that can sling a shot hard enough to take down small animals right range.

My friend and I put a few shots through the windshield of some weirdo's car.

Incidentally we also taught the older high school kids that just because your weapon of choice has the word gun in, doesn't make it a better tool.

Slingshot trumped BB Gun that fateful day on the pond.
 
2006-07-10 12:35:28 PM  
My childhood was spent playing in mud.

It was a blast.

I miss the 80s.

/does that make me old now?
//or young?
 
2006-07-10 12:35:50 PM  
tinylvis: Wow! I guess your mommy strapped your jock, knee and elbow pads, and helmet on a little too tightly today.

Oh, so that was you slamming his man-purse on the bar and spilling his cherry vanilla microbrewed yeast-shake all over his pink cashmere sweater. Didn't mean to offend.
 
2006-07-10 12:36:34 PM  
I have no hope for the next generation of hockey players.
 
2006-07-10 12:37:28 PM  
If we just put every kid on Riddlin, there would be no need for recess. Dope them all up, and slow them all down.
 
2006-07-10 12:37:32 PM  
I did some pretty stupid things back in the day. I used to ride my 3-speed down an icy hill in the winter...plenty of run-out space at the bottom.

Once while sledding on the same hill I got smacked in the rear by 5 people on a toboggan and literally got knocked into the air...had a nice-looking bruise on my hip for a while.

I also used to play my flute and ride my bike at the same time...I was 7 when I learned how to ride no-handed, and I added flute-playing when I was 10 or 11 (started playing at 9). My cousin Ricky always liked to try to pop wheelies on his bike and one time he went over backwards...good thing he was on the grass and the bike just went on top of him. My sister, cousins, and I liked playing hide-and-seek all over the neighborhood...hide in people's back yards, we'd go as far as a mile away!

Our family friend had this house with a roof low enough to where I used to load my Barbie dolls in their car and push the car up the roof and watch them "go over the cliff." It was really fun when I loaded a bunch of them into the Barbie motorhome I had.

My cousin Ricky used to like to jump over the bushes at the edge of said friend's property. He'd say, "Indiana Richard, shaking his @$$," run, and jump over them.

We'd have a wading pool at this friend's house too, and my sister and I found out that if you fill a Barbie doll's head with water they make really great divers. We used to flip them high up in the air and see how well they dove...if they got stuck in a tree we just tossed rakes, watering cans, whatever at them and knocked them out.

Our friend had clotheslines in the basement, and we came up with the idea of hanging sheets in such a way that it made a house. He was like an adopted grandfather to us (still is...he turned 85 yesterday) and we used to roller skate in the basement and he'd try to shoot us with bicycle pump caps...that was fun.

Good times....
 
2006-07-10 12:37:36 PM  
DJAkeeba,

LOL! Just a few days ago I told my mother in law "Dane can play any sport he likes when he grow up. As long as it isn't soccer".

Actually I kid though. He could play or not play anything he wants and I'd be happy as long as it's something he wanted to do...but we can tell from his personality, genes, and build he's gonna be into 'real' sports. His two grandpas played college hockey and basketball, his one grandma played college basketball, his mom played HS baseball and his dad (me) played HS football (at least till he broke his leg). He loves throwing balls around the house and to the dogs, and he's already an even 3 foot tall at 15 months...I'm seeing football or basketball personally.

/proud of our monkey
 
2006-07-10 12:38:07 PM  
The legal system in this country desperatly needs to be changed. FARK douchebag parents and their douchebag lawyers!
 
2006-07-10 12:38:57 PM  
Alexandra That was the day I retired from rock fights.

You should never retire 0-1. I say, go find a kid today, and pelt him/her senseless. That will solve your bad rock fight record, and teach this kid a lesson about life.
 
2006-07-10 12:39:01 PM  
TheGoblinKing: So which ideology has held since the 70s and does hold sway over our education system along with the teachers unions and the colleges who spew forth all the touchy-feely BS zombies who espouse this crap?


Your enemy isn't liberalism (which is really an economic system anyway). You enemy is the standard social science model that has informed social policies, both left and right, since the '40s.

The SSSM enshrines the belief that we are all 100% a product of our environment, and as such it is the basis for every kind of overprotective parental behaviour, from the hippie left's attempts to create confidence through artificial accomplishment to the religious right's belief that they need to protect their kids from sinful influences, lest they grow up to be evil.

The "won't somebody PLEASE think about the children" loonies come from both sides. Why just blame the left?
 
2006-07-10 12:39:56 PM  
GiantRobot:

It's called making a choice in your life. People need to live more like our parents and grandparents did (and I don't mean mommies staying at home). They did not live above their means. This meant that they did not use credit for everything and did not buy or spend on what they could not afford. Period... end of story.

It is our society's lifestyle of going into debt and then working more to try to catch up which takes us away from time with our families.

It's beyond me that a person spends $50,000 on a car and tends to it like a baby but when it comes to his priceless child, he lets a series of strangers raise her.

/My dad was the one who pushed me not to be a wussy-girl.
//He was also the one to kiss my cuts and scrapes and put on the band-aid.
 
2006-07-10 12:40:18 PM  
Adman12: Why just blame the left?


Because it's easier than actually thinking about things.
 
2006-07-10 12:41:13 PM  
I think it's a great idea, we can't have any more wars when we have country full of people who are afraid to go outside.
 
2006-07-10 12:41:28 PM  
Hey, I have no doubt this is about lawsuits.

When I was in school a girl tripped over a football and broke one of her legs. The school banned football.
 
2006-07-10 12:41:41 PM  
I_C_Weener

You should never retire 0-1. I say, go find a kid today, and pelt him/her senseless. That will solve your bad rock fight record, and teach this kid a lesson about life.

Newsletter. Subscription. One please.
 
2006-07-10 12:41:44 PM  
I have a four year old niece and I do believe my older brother and his wife are doing the right thing with her. Here's how the conversations go when she falls down or something:

Niece: WAAAA!
Bro/Wife: Is it bleeding?
Niece: *sniff* No.
Bro/Wife: Can you move it?
Niece: Yes.
Bro/Wife: Then...
Niece: Then what's the big deal.
 
2006-07-10 12:42:51 PM  
Some of these weaklings need to die to keep the gene pool strong, if you die playing tag.. then you just deserve it.
 
2006-07-10 12:43:12 PM  
TwoBitFratWhore: I have no hope for the next generation of hockey players.

Look on the bright side, if this keeps up, you could be the best hockey player around and get paid millions.
 
2006-07-10 12:44:31 PM  
DJAkeeba,

tinylvis: Wow! I guess your mommy strapped your jock, knee and elbow pads, and helmet on a little too tightly today.

Oh, so that was you slamming his man-purse on the bar and spilling his cherry vanilla microbrewed yeast-shake all over his pink cashmere sweater. Didn't mean to offend.


Awesome...well done.

That ought to be a standard rule of fark-debate. When you have demostratably a more manly position than the other guy, between two males, you automatically have the high ground.
 
2006-07-10 12:44:48 PM  
I have a four-year-old son...he's tripped and fallen and had a few goose-eggs on his head at different times...but he hardly cries. We call him Titanium Head.

Sometimes he'll cry a little, and all he requires is a quick hug and he's back to playing. Just a quick sympathy hug, that's it. I figure if he isn't screaming he's fine.
 
2006-07-10 12:45:05 PM  
IdBeCrazyIf

Ah, the good ol' wrist rocket. A friend of mine had one - could shoot a stone at least 300' with minimal effort. I had another friend who broke his friend's mom's windshield with a waterballoon. Used one of those 3-man waterballoon wingers made from surgical tubing.
 
2006-07-10 12:45:26 PM  
GiantRobot
Since the parents don't get to see their kids as often as they'd like to, their concern for the kids which they don't get to see can become a form of guilt that results in over-protectiveness. It's not that they're trying for personal fulfillment over their kids, it's that they have little choice in the matter.

True. I agree with that.

What I find disturbing with that is that parents use the "blame everyone and sue everyone else" bit instead of letting their kids be kids.

"Oh, Johnny comes from a broken home. His life is sooooo hard, I hate to see him in any kind of pain....".

Instantly ANY injury becomes the fault of someone, and the entire student body has to go to the lowest common denominator based on some asshat kid's "feelings".

I'd even agree that parents project their protectiveness on their kids, and the kids (who are smarter than most parents give their kids credit for) learn how to manipulate feelings and make their parents take such stupid actions.

Hell, I did. Then all the attention was pulled off of me and onto someone else.

Then again, I hit a parent-teacher with a small mudball at recess once (from an impressive distance, I might add). Her son was a total asshat, and somewhat of a bully, and he'd start fights with me, but then I'd get in trouble.

Anyway, the mudball hit her on the back of the neck, and i was hauled in to the Principals Office. Then, I was told my dad would have to pay for her dress to be drycleaned (which he never did) and I lost recess for a day. Today, it would be assault or battery and the mud would be dug out and replaced with Nerf Foam or some shiat to avoid that ever happening again.

/Hooray for the 80s!
//And sometimes the guy without kids DOES have a better perspective
 
2006-07-10 12:46:14 PM  
And who else misses lawn darts?
 
2006-07-10 12:46:47 PM  
kbigelow97

If we just put every kid on Riddlin, there would be no need for recess. Dope them all up, and slow them all down.

yeah no kidding. when i have kids i am going to put them on all kinds of drugs for fake diseases. then i can go on prozac. when i come home from work my wife will be taking xanax because she had a hard day. i take the prozac because the rest of my family is on drugs, so this is the way i would deal with it.

but hey, life in america is just too hard sometimes. all i want is to feel "good" - is that okay?
 
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