28: people and they chil'ren

originally posted Wed., Mar. 15, 2006; 2:08 a.m. EST


i'm listening to Break Up to Make Up by the Stylistics... mmmm... sounds so goooooooooooood...

now to the topic of the hour.

why the hell do people think other people want to watch their dayummed chil'ren? i don't mean babysittin for ya homegirl or sista. i'm talkin bout when you rolling wit a sista-friend and she let her chil'ren run all over tha store and what not. that is more than annoying. it's stooopid. what with molesters being around every corner and carrying on. and the supermarket be havin people ridin around on forklifts and stuff. what if ya baby get ranned over? then ya wanna sue somebody! and for what? cuz you're being negligent.

what really frooked me was a momma who kept actin like she didn't see her youngin bangin up a set of blinds at a friend's house. i was right there between baby and momma and i was the one tryna stop the poor lil thang from pullin the blinds down on his haid. then his momma kept right on eat-in and talk-in while the baby walked head on into the glass table top several times. and not one with rounded edges either. this one had funny swirly edges with sharpish points. i was like "what the hell?"

what kinda momma is that?

i mean, are y'all just so tired from raisin ya youngins that ya just turn them over to tha world as soon as ya get them in public? could ya at least let the rest of us know when this is what y'all intend to do, so we can be ready? maybe we'll just leave that dayummmed sto cuz we ain't down wit that.

sheeeeet, i got a youngin too but i don't allow that runnin-round-in-the-store mess. my youngin betta walk wit momma or it's gon be major drama when we get home. and no, i don't mean a beatin. that's a whole nother topic but yeah, i got time.

my momma was a psych major and i know why people beat the kids. it's cuz they (the parents) are angry. they think it's cuz they love them rats but it ain't. not that they don't love them. i'm just sayin they ain't beatin 'em cuz they love 'em.

cuz how is beatin somebody showin love any way?

when it's a man beatin a woman's azz, do we think it's love? seriously. so why is it love when somebody is beatin the child's azz?

what is a beatin really teachin a child? i think it teaches them how to fight, how to bully, how to deal with anger most ineffectively, and gives them complexes about certain behaviors.

like, if my momma beat me for pissin my pants and i'm only a year old, how do i know i got a beatin for not using the potty? what if -- in my lil mind -- i got a beatin just for peeing? then it wouldn't be so strange if in my adulthood, i have problems with my bathroom habits.

back to beatin.

what if every time you made a mistake at work, your supervisor or anyone superior to you in title, was allowed to come whip your azz? how much would you love that job after a few days of that b.s.?
are we parents mirroring our own familial pasts or trying to live up to society's expectations? why do we expect our children to behave perfectly when our own actions are flawed?

i'm not a beater. but i am a screamer and a holler-er. i have living proof in my house that neither of those behaviors is a form of positive motivation. so now i try not to raise my voice at my youngin unless it's an emergency. i've noticed that the outcome is much more pleasant for both of us.
thanks Dr. Phil. it really is starting to sink in.

(i am you. you are me and we are you...)

but back to the subject of absentee parenting.

if you don't wanna mind your own chil'ren out in public, do us all a favor and leave them home.

or at somebody's home.

take 'em any where but where you're going. if i'm gonna be there, just don't bring 'em out with you.

thanks in advance.

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