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Originally Posted by The Reaper
I recommend an overseas trip to a poor country in Latin America, Asia, or Africa, to live with a local family for a week or two of imersion training.
When they retun, they will be leading the singing of the National Anthem.
As of right now, they do not know how little they know, and how much of what they think they know is just plain wrong.
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Yep, darn right.
I have four sons. I have one 17 year old daughter - my baby-doll Nellie. Unlike any of my sons she loves to sass her Old-Man - My sons were afraid of me; my daughter simply knows how to push me - Maybe some of you here can relate. I don't mind a "tense exchange" with my kids where reason and respect rule the conversation. I'm 48 and I'm not sure what's going on with this generation. They really seem to have a loathing for middle-aged, conservative, professional men (ever hear of
misandry? - contempt for men). When she was done "letting fly her tirade" I told her much of her insight was excellent, but her general lack of respect made her message generally unacceptable.
She stormed off and emailed me a Radiohead song from her bedroom down to my den. It was a great song and its object was the scorn to be heaped upon a person that was missing the point. Oh, I got the point all right - just didn't like it being delivered with exploding spittle and high decibel expletives. I guess she was too young to remember Marshall McLuhan and that -
the media was the message - stuff.
After I got done reading her Radiohead song and thinking about it and thanking her for being so honest and relating my appreciation for her critique of her father (funny thing - her brothers would have been on the way to the hospital...). I told her, however, that her general disrespect for authority (which I've observed for traffic laws, school teachers, her boss at the coffee shop where she works and yes her parents) could one day be deadly.
After I got her Radiohead song and drank in its import, I composed a couple of ditties of my own for my home's Princess Nellie...
Angry youths and vultures
Birdy, birdy – pick’en eyes, pick’en eyes. Slurping goo...
Why foul winged one do you eat so ravenously?
Eat so ravenously on the old hagged corpse?
Through blood stained beak it bends its brow to speak
"Wrinkled and old she is this frame, but the lusty eyes are of the young.
Bold and loathing they did see.
Now in my belly they feed me.
Let her curse - but, careful now...
King David said, “If God has told him to curse, let him curse me – Perhaps, God will see my plight and have mercy on me.”
Be careful She Shimei - Abishai won’t take that pretty head this day.
You are in nature’s work, She Shimei - but He who makes man’s shoulders may.
You've been enlisted in a good service She Shimei - dark angels guide Thee – Thank You, Dear.
But, it is a dark service O' Pretty Head
One where I would fear to tread.
Thank you She Shimei
Careful She Shimei
I fear this young generation - so wise, so sure, so ready to point - may not go to their graves in a peaceable way... I so hope I'm wrong.
Three Soldier Dad...Chuck
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