Dude-

 

You need to study the wisdom of George Carlin before you blow a gasket.

 

I took the liberty of...

 

George Carlin

 

Something else I'm getting tired of in this country is all this stupid talk

I have to listen to about children. That's all you hear about anymore,

children: "Help the children, save the children, protect the children." You

know what I say? f**k the children!

 

They're getting entirely too much attention. And I know what some of you are

thinking: " Jesus, he's not going to attack children, is he?" Yes he is!

He's going to attack children. And remember, this is Mr. Conductor talking;

I know what I'm talking about.

 

And I also know that all you boring single dads and working moms, who think

you're such f**king heros, aren't gonna like this, but somebody's gotta tell

you for your own good: your children are overrated and overvalued, and

you've turned them into little cult objects. You have a child fetish, and

it's not healthy. And don't give me all that weak shit, "Well, I love my

children." f**k you! Everybody loves their children; it doesn't make you

special. : : : John Wayne Gacy loved his children. Yes, he did. That's not

what I'm talking about. What I'm talking about is this constant, mindless

yammering in the media, this neurotic fixation that suggests that somehow

everything--everything--has to revolve around the lives of children. Ist's

completely out of balance.

 

Listen, there are a couple of things about kids you have to remember. First

of all, they're not all cute. In fact, if you look at 'em real close, most

of them are rather unpleasant looking. And a lot of them don't smell too

good either. The little ones in particular seem to have a kind of urine and

sour-milk combination that I don't care for at all. Stay with me on this

folks, the sooner you face it the better off your going to be.

 

Second, premise: not all chidren are smart and clever. Got that? Kids are

like any other group of people: a few winners, a whole lot of losers! This

country is filled with loser kids who simply...aren't...going anywhere! And

there's nothing you can do about it, folks. Nothing! You can't save them

all. You can't do it. You gotta let 'em go; you gotta cut 'em loose; you

gotta stop over-protecting them, because your making 'em too soft.

 

Today's kids are way too soft. : : : For one thing, there's too much

emphasis on safety and safety equipment: childproof medicine bottles,

fireproof pajamas, child restraints, car seats. And helmets! Bicycle,

baseball, skateboard, scooter helmets. Kids have to wear helmets now for

everything but jerking off. Grown-ups have taken all the fun out of being a

kid. : : : What's happened is, these baby boomers, these soft, fruity baby

boomers, have raised an entire generation of soft, fruity kids who aren't

even allowed hazardous toys, for Chrissakes! What ever happened to natural

selection? Survival of the fittest? The kid who swallows too many marbles

doesn't grow up to have kids of his own. Simple stuff. Nature knows best!

 

Another bunch of ignorant bullshit about your children: school uniforms. Bad

theory! The idea that if kids wear uniforms to school, it helps keep order.

Hey! Don't these schools do enough damage makin' all these children think

alike? Now they're gonna get 'em to look alike, too? : : : And it's not even

a new idea; I first saw it in old newsreels from the 1930s, but it was hard

to understand, because the narration was in German! But the uniforms looked

beautiful. And the children did everything they were told and never

questioned authority. Gee, I wonder why someone would want to put our

children in uniforms. Can't imagine.

 

And one more item about children: this superstitous nonsense of blaming

tobacco companies for kids who smoke. Listem! Kids don't smoke because a

camel in sunglasses tells them to. They smoke for the same reasons adults

do, because it's an enjoyable activity that relieves anxiety and depression.

 

And you'd be anxious and depressed too if you had to put up with these

pathetic, insecure, yuppie parents who enroll you in college before you've

figured out which side of the playpen smells the worst and then fill you

with Ritalin to get you in a mood they approve of, and drag you all over

town in search of empty, meaningless structure: Little League, Cub Scouts,

swimming, soccer, karate, piano, bagpipes, watercolors, witchcraft, glass

blowing, and dildo practice. It's absurd. : : : They even have "play dates",

for Christ sake! Playing is now done by appointment! But it's true. A lot of

these striving, and parents are burning their kids out on structure. I think

what every child needs and ought to have every day is two hours of

daydreaming. Plain old daydreaming.

 

Turn off the internet, the CD-ROMS, and the computer games and let them

stare at a tree for a couple of hours. Every now and then they actually come

up with one of their own ideas. You want to know how to help your kids?

 

Leave them the f**k alone.

I had a similar schedule in school. I wanted so badly to be valedictorian that I bombarded myself with anything I could get in education. Student council, math club, art club, piano, humanities represenative, tutoring, AP classes, Honor classes..... piano lessons..... and all my homework and online classes....ACT practice.... My parents were right there with the pressure, adding more on my plate. I ended up socially and physically exhausted

 

George Carlin has a point.

I didn't give a shit. School was school and I did what i had to do and no more. I encourage my children to be the same. Whatever activities they have engaged in have been things they really wanted to do outside of school. You spend enough time in there because you HAVE to as it is. Childhood is about gaining experience and having fun... the experience of homework is unecessary... school is where you are supposed to be taught curriculum home is where you are taught other things... like how to hold a sword, proper technique for spear, how to make fire, how to do magic.

Meh....All the stuff I do is voluntary, lol. I'm just an overachiever, lol. My mom doesn't even know that I do have the stuff, she's like, ok Love do what you have to do.

 

Hehe, the last time she asked me if I had any homework to do or if I was taking any challenging classes was...I think 5 years ago. She has total trust in me to do well in school. So yeah, I could drop everything that I'm doing and just lazy around and she wouldn't care as long as my grades stay the same. Haha and the way she measures my grades is through the Honors awards and stuff like that. Anyway, yep hehe all of this is self inflicted, but as I said before, I like to bitch and moan,

 

Oh and kids are cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK, Camilo. You treated breaking up with your boyfriend as just another tick mark in a busy schedule. I hope that's not the first sign that you are cracking up. Of course, you are cracking us up.

 

Take time to smell the roses, or the coffee, or whatever aroma appeals to you.