It’s a shame… but I’m probably not gonna offer the reason that others think it’s a shame.
It’s been nearly a week since [little boy* ~nota], 12, a bright-eyed California boy who was passionate about cheerleading and fashion, committed suicide, following years of being bullied. And in the time since his death, social media has exploded with post-mortem sorrow, outrage, and several tributes […]“Why do people only start paying attention when it’s too late?”
It’s a worthy question, especially considering the relentless nature of the bullying [little boy*] reportedly experienced — as well as news of other recent suicides apparently connected with bullying, such as that of 13-year-old [little boy*] of Texas, who had been targeted by his peers since second grade before taking his own life in October.
I find it disheartening that we have children killing themselves because they are not being properly prepared for life. Our children are being failed by our education system, our effete pop-culture, by progressives who encourage the sexualization of toddlers, and by parents who are not involved in their children’s lives, to the extent that this could happen.
We are raising an entire generation of pussillanimous, whiny, over-protected, self-important, f-kheads and it needs to stop if we are to continue as a nation.
Sure, my words are ruthless. They are likely very painful to some, but the truth is often thus. How can someone raise a 12 year old, male, cheerleading fashionista and not know that they are being picked on (to the extent that taking their own life is a better option than living)? Why are we not teaching our children to be strong?
Is this really a better alternative – to raise a bunch of whiny, self-victimizing bitches who fancy themselves the center of the universe? I got my ass kicked – at home – and in school. I got picked on by my brothers and by other kids. When other kids did it, I punched them in the face. It resulted in me being hurt, but so did getting picked on.
I despise bullies with every fiber of my being, so don’t think that I’m supporting such behavior. I am not.
What I am saying is that the progressive solution to bullying is anathema to raising children of strong mind, body, and character. Bullying made me stronger, but that’s because I didn’t cry about it and run away, like our schools tell your children to. I stood up… for myself and others. I was just as afraid as everyone else who has ever been bullied, but fear doesn’t stop the bullshit. Sometimes, violence is the answer. When? That depends upon the question.
Our children are being overwhelmed by attempts to sexualize them. My 14 year old is apparently a “pan-sexual”. What the f-ck is a “pan-sexual”? Really? Anyone?
The cultural revolution is destroying our society at an ALARMING rate. It’s one hit after another. They are winning. Are you doing your part to preserve the best of who we were? I am trying to. My family is in church multiple times a week (services, then youth group). We work together. We play together. We eat dinner together – every night.
We use the opportunity to discuss the topics of the day. There is no subject which is off limits. The rules are simple:
If you have a position, you must be able to articulate that position and defend it.
All positions and their defense must meet my standard for logic. If they are unreasonable, you will need to review and refine your position.
Intellectual laziness is absolutely, unequivocally, unacceptable – and will not be tolerated. If that’s the way you want it, keep it to yourself.
Basic decorum is required. (No foul language or conversation that’s inappropriate for the dinner table – discussion of body functions, zombie gore, etc.)
The scene is not a formal debate or mental sparring match. We just have open, frank discussions. Occasionally, a topic will be sidelined because my 9 year old son and 11 year old daughter need to wait until they’re in or through puberty to discuss such things. My kids are home-schooled, now. Our society has simply become too obsessed with progressive ideals for our liking (we are currently deployed behind enemy lines in a progressive hothouse).
I contend that progressive ideals have created protected special classes – the examples from which have encouraged our youth to make choices which allow them to be victims. The disaffected youth of our society are so because we have made their training into adulthood into a self-aggrandized celebration of “me”.
We have set a standard – a bar so low – that they have chosen to meet the absolute minimum, “just get by”. The moment things get tough we coddle them and shower them in praises. We beg them to like us and be friends with us, when what they need from us is to be parents. To set goals. To set limits. To make demands. To make them into adults.
Sometimes, they just need to be told the damned truth. You are not special. You have done nothing to distinguish yourself. When you do, you will get the trophy. Until then, suck it up, try harder, and make yourself better.
Stop celebrating mediocrity. Stop celebrating underachievement. Stop letting your kids be victims. Make them survivors. You know where they don’t have these problems? Third-world countries.
You know why? Because they have real problems.