Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts

Monday, October 27, 2008

Single mothers

Did anyone watch Today Tonight? The story that's got me riled up is the single mothers (9 in total...I was too distracted by their stupidity to count them properly) WHINING about not getting enough free money from the Govt.

Excuse me for breathing, but I should have thought $1143 a fortnight before you factor in subsidised housing would be sufficient to feed one adult and one child. Or maybe it's because they're such HEIFFERS that they're spending a great majority of that money on food. And for the ones that don't have asses the size of tobacco plantations, perhaps it's the cigarettes you were sucking down during the interview (how classy) that's affecting your budget. I'm pretty sure the pension isn't set up to ensure the ongoing smoking habits of slappers who got pregnant when they were 15 or 16 years old.

As if that wasn't bad enough, after being asked who was still with their baby's father only three girls raised their hands. The slag-in-respectable-drag who interviewed them then asks "What's wrong with Australian men?" I beg your fucking pardon crack whore? Shouldn't the question have been "What's wrong with you silly little bitches who fell flat on your back with your legs in the air as an open invitation to the underage drinkers at that street party to get you knocked up?" Yes indeed.

One girl then went on to whine about how Australian boys are part-time parents who "think" they can just go on living their lives, travelling overseas, meeting new people and having new experiences that she now knows she "CAN'T HAVE". Dumb ass. When you were at that party, didn't it occur to you even once that if you got knocked up you'd have to deal with it? Didn't it occur to you in the slightest that the dud who impregnated you didn't get to make a choice about becoming a parent? YOU made that choice. There are options. You may not believe in abortion and conversely I don't believe in giving handouts to slappers with poor judgement. YOU decided to have sex without preventative measures. In so doing, YOU decided to become a parent. YOU decided to bring your child into the world knowing there was a very good chance you would be single. YOU decided to be a sole parent and rely on handouts when you had your legs in the air.

Probably so many boys have been through those girls that we need to establish a Maury Povich style show so that all Australian teen mothers can find out who their "baby daddy" is. (while I'm here, what the fuck is up with Maury Povich? Isn't there better topics to discuss? Don't you get bored watching fat whores run screaming from the stage when the DNA test comes back? And "Baby Daddy"...what the fuck is that? Did people forget to brush up on their english? "Babys' father" people!).

Sidetracked. Regain focus. Whinging teen mothers. Dumb ass journalists. So anyway, when the girls were asked what they are going to do with the thousand dollar per child bonus being issued this Christmas, one had the nerve to say "I'm going on holidays". WTF? Don't go crying to centrelink when you get back and can't afford to feed your hefty ass you slack tart.

When asked whether or not they thought they should get real jobs and support themselves and their children, one moron responded with "Why is it different for people in their 30's who decided to start a family? Why can they decide to stay home and raise their children? They don't have to miss out on watching their children grow up. Why am I expected to go out and get a job?" BECAUSE you retarded freak, those same people in their 30's have worked until they decided to start a family. They are generally secure enough financially to not have to drain the system the way you no-hoping-high-school-dropouts are.

So bitches, You may not believe in abortion and conversely I don't believe in giving handouts to slappers with poor judgement.
YOU decided to have sex without preventative measures.
In so doing, YOU decided to become a parent.
YOU decided to bring your child into the world knowing there was a very good chance you would be single.
YOU decided to be a sole parent and rely on handouts when you had your legs in the air.

So don't go around bitching about how you need more money to support your hopeless lifestyles. Get off your asses, get a job, get an education and make sure your children observe the most important thing you can teach them...RESPONSIBILITY.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

F*** you

Many might have heard by now of the 5 year old New South Wales student who, after swearing at school, was made to write a note whilst in "time out" to his parents about why he was in trouble.

His mother appeared on current affairs program "Today Tonight" to talk about the events. Among other things, she is of the opinion that 25 minutes in time out is "too much", her child is apparently now experiencing increased insecurity and the school hasn't bothered to offer counselling. As if that isn't bad enough, the father has stated to other media outlets that the boy is now traumatised and suffering nightmares.

WHAT THE FUCK?? (Sorry Mum, I should put myself in time out for saying FUCK on the internet).

Counselling? Sweetheart, if you think your inability to teach your child right from wrong entitles you to state funded counselling, it's easy to see why your kid is on the path to trailer-trash-heaven. I can also see him hitting puberty with a massive chip on his shoulder as carved by your ridiculous excuses that any emotional issues he has are a result of his teacher making him only too aware that his behaviour is unacceptable. And as for his insecurities, if he had any susceptibility to insecurity he wouldn't be blatantly throwing the F word around in the first place.

What you need to do, is stop expecting everybody else to raise your child. If you want him to be sheltered from that sort of attention maybe you should spend more time as a hands on parent. Teachers are there to TEACH. While any kid is within the educational facilities operational hours and environment, a teachers role extends beyond the academic. It's a profession that requires it's army to be teacher, parent, counsellor, guardian and all things responsible. Clearly, if you think your brat doesn't need someone to monitor his behaviour you're not paying enough attention to him at home otherwise you'd have known he likes a little pepper in his vocabulary.

What the hell is wrong with parents? We've got people like Hetty Johnston and the Bravehearts foundation to thank for the fact that parents can no longer raise and discipline their children in such a manner that ensures the development of productive members of society. For too long we've had these children's rights "campaigners" (ie: shit stirrers) bleeting about the protection of children, so much in fact that they are now protected from their own parents. Once upon a time the general community had the reasonable expectation that most kids would be raised to be productive and respectful.

Instead, what we have (thanks to Hetty and her gaggle of politically correct hyper sensitive sooky-la-la's) is a generation of kids who will say FUCK YOU in the face of discipline. They will say FUCK YOU to the aged pensioner trying to live a peaceful existence next door because they can't differentiate between being contributing members to society and being just plain dickheads. We have children who launch pack attacks on complete strangers minding their own business, gangs of kids roaming train stations, bus shelters and all manner of public space terrorising passers-by, muggin defenceless citizens, bashing people so relentlessly that a coma and a steel plate in the head is a common outcome.

Children's RIGHTS have over-taken the right of the community to expect to be treated with the same sort of respect we were taught to deliver before Hetty and Co. decided to go public and espouse the importance of "children's rights" which have been miscommunicated to such an extent that those rights supersede said community expectations.

When I was a kid and I actually wrote a series of expletives about an annoying baby brother, not only was I shamed beyond my imagination but that look my mother could give, but I was also given a bloody good hiding in a day and age when neighbours hearing my mother say in a no bullshit way "Wait until your father gets home" would laugh as opposed to the current penchant for picking up the phone and calling the police and the Department of Children's Services upon hearing the same words.

Discipline, people, does not mean a child is about to have his ass covered in welts from a probably well deserved flogging. It also does not mean a child is about to be molested, raped, murdered or neglected. DISCIPLINE means a capable adult, parent or guardian is trying to instill a moral code in a child by way of cause and effect that can't be achieved by talking to that child like he's a 40 year old man being lectured about profanities in church not being acceptable behaviour.

Children can't distinguish between right and wrong purely by hearing what the potential consequences are. Sometimes, they just need to feel the consequences.

So come on Hetty, come bend over my knee so I can show you the consequences of your actions which have deprived the rights of parents to, well.....PARENT.