Quote: Originally Posted by talloola
Hitting children teaches them 'how' to hit, and how hitting puts one in a position of power, physically, (comes in handy later when they decide to 'bully' other kids).
They're going to learn how to hit either way.... swing forward with arm and fist, make contact with target.... congrats, you just acomplished a "hit."
Based on my above explained childhood, I should have been one of the bigger thugs in school, yet I only got into two fights in which I walked away..... so that above general logic doesn't stick.
What are they going to do when they're faced with a bully and don't know how to defend themselves or to hit back? That kids going to be a punching bag until graduation or until he snaps and kills everybody in the school, that's what's going to happen.
One can physically prevent a child from continuing bad behavior by 'just' holding them firm to prevent them from their action, and the rest should come from the 'brain', hitting takes the place of good thinking and makes a parent look like an '***'.
Ha ha..... nobody individually could ever hold me down.... I was too strong and able to move out of positions very easily. Wrestling in class in grade 4 during recess I had three kids trying to tackle me form behind and I walked around with them on my back with very little problem. When I was in hospital for an operation I refused to take the medication to put me to sleep prior to the op and I spit the medicine back all over the nurses twice......
..... of course my mother, also being a nurse, decided to give them the go ahead to use some force on me, and so there they were, all 6 nurses trying to hold/pin me down as they gave me a sepository..... that learned me well.... after a 15 minute battle and me crying feeling violated.
If it takes 6 professional nurses, including my mother to hold me down at the age of 11, I seriously don't think one parent can hold down one child who is out of control in a manner to teach them the above lesson you speak of.
There are so many other choices, and if you think that your children will get away on you because you can't hit them, that is pitiful. Why would anyone want their children to fear them. That is so old, the days when the mother said "just wait till your father comes home", and then there was organized corporal punishment, or a child having to live with a parent who repeatedly 'blows' up and hits them, a terrible atmosphere for a child.
You're talking about it as something like a hobby or past time, where we'd just be bored of TV and decide to smack our kids around for entertainment or if they did something trivial. I'm talking about it being an option when all other avenues have been exausted and the kid remains a little sh*t.... and I was a little sh*t growing up, I don't forget the things I did back then.
If I didn't fully understand my parents' explinations of why I shouldn't do something that I was doing and I continued to do it regardless, or because I was in a hateful mood, I sure as hell knew "Don't do this, or you'll get this" Nobody likes getting a sting on the *** or a short moment of mild pain, but if it's all the kids' going to understand, they won't stay in the corner, they won't abide to the time out, they keep stomping and screaming, you send them to their room and then they destroy everything in it in a fit of rage..... then give them one good damn crack and give them a reason to cry..... then they'll tire out, shut up and goto sleep, or at least calm the hell down shortly afterwards to be talked to.
Why do you think police use force on certain subjects? Drunk guy is taking swings at the police? Club the hell out of him and throw him in the back of the squad car. Crazy guy has a gun and won't stop point it at everybody? Shoot him. If you make your children grow up not understanding that there will be others in society who will inflict greater pain on them, and that there won't be any major consequences for their actions besides not being able to stay up and watch repeats of Family Guy that they already seen, then don't be suprised when they hit the drugs, start having sex at a young age, getting into gangs and then shows up at your front door with the cops.
Granted not all kids are hellions and some are well behaved..... but I know I was a Pr*ck (And I still am, can ya tell
) and through knowing my cousins, brother, sister, and the rest of my family, I know my kids are going to be very much the same.
This law will protect those children, (hopefully), so that they can grow up without being afraid, or constantly walking around with bruises, or broken bones, and it will be
interesting to see how those parents who constantly 'hit', will make an effort to change
their tactics and begin to use some intelligence instead of violence.
Holy crap you're exaggerating a lot, that's for sure. My parents never came at me with a friggin crowbar to break my legs, or punch me hard enough to cause bruses, or anything of the sort..... stop being so damn black and white about the subject. I was never in fear of my parents either.... I just knew how it was.... Don't do things you're not supposed to, and you won't get a whoppin'.
You know something? As another flip-side example of my youth, I know of two other kids in my neighborhood who has slack parenting who were very much like the above I described (Destroying their rooms when they were sent to them, ignoring their parent's orders of being grounded and just walking out, etc.)
They were far far worse then I ever was, and I never disrespected my parents the way they did.
Last I heard, the two of them are in jail for petty thefts, break-ins, and breaking previous court orders.
I'm sorry, but if a good crack on the *** or the back of the head will straighten their asses out, compared to trying to not make their lives uncomfortible and them going out of control like the kids I grew up knowing, I'll take the corporal punishment anyday.
And I sure as hell don't hold anything against my parents for how they brought me up. They brought me up the best way they knew how and were capable of doing, and without the upbringing I had, I might not be where I am today.