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Sunday Poser #27- Shame, Shame, on Lazy Parents

Sadje has asked another excellent question.

This week my question is;

Do you think how we turn out is in our control?

My answer is a resounding “yes” and “no”.

We are individually predisposed to our own variety of reactions to Life’s litany of experiences.
The quiet introspective child will respond differently from the impulsive risk-taking child to the same (or similar) situations.
Neither is better equipped than the other, but their ‘journeys’ will obviously take different ‘paths’.
So, in that sense, we are each ‘slaves’ to our inborn tendencies.

Yet, in each situation we also have the capacity to make choices. Sometimes they are choices that are the ‘lesser of two evils’ and sometimes they are choices according to values and goals.
What makes life even more of a gambit is that none of us get to become adults without passing through the “tempest time” of being a teenager.
Gosh! It’s hard to watch. So much of their future successes depend on making ‘wise’ decisions during a time when their own wisdom is in low supply.
We can appeal to them but no longer have much influence on them. This is why we call the preteens, the “formative years”. Their values and decision-making skills are already formed by our involved parenting.

{A short opinion rant is coming. Viewers are advised to use discretion. LOL }

Tell me again about the modern concept of “free range parenting”?!
Offering little guidance or instruction to young children isn’t just “lazy”, it’s cruel and amounts to criminal neglect offering no compassion for their futures. It also makes our entire society and culture vulnerable to unscrupulous influences.
Shame on those who fail to guide their children! [Yes… I lost my cool. Sometimes there are topics that require it. 😉 ]



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Posted in In my humble opinion..., Musical Musings

SoCS 1-21-23- Count on it- Use it!

Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 21st and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “count on it.” Use the phrase “count on it” somewhere in your post. Enjoy!

[One of my all-time favorite songs came to my mind yesterday and I was determined, no matter the prompt, to USE IT. :-D]

So, the prompt “count on it” made me first think about numbers. I dislike them. I don’t care about the old saying, “Numbers never lie”. They’re dishonest because they can be manipulated as much as any other human method of understanding. As Mark Twain said, “Facts are stubborn but statistics are quite pliable.”

Does anybody still think a statistic from any government resource is something you can count on? If your answer is, “Yeah”, remind me not to seek your advice on anything.

But everyone needs something to count on. If you’re a Christian it’s, of course, Jesus. But there must be SOMETHING worldly that makes us think “I can count on it.”. I suggest you consider yourself as a candidate.

Are you going to make mistakes? Duh. You can count on it. But who knows when you’re lying every single time? Who knows what you like, and what you’re good at, better than yourself?

Even when we don’t listen to that little voice known as a conscience, we hear it.

So, here’s my advice, trust and believe in yourself. Embrace your strengths and try to improve your weaknesses. And most importantly, forgive yourself often. You’re a ‘work in progress’.

Many of my posts come right out and say that I believe every one of us is unique. Claiming that I’m an individualist is an understatement. Knowing that, below is my choice of a theme song for this post.

Remember:
Every decision you make, everything you tell yourself, and how you nurture and apply your talents is up to YOU.
You have great power…
Use it wisely and your happiness is almost guaranteed.

Hit it, Eric!

Posted in In my humble opinion..., Words 'n' such Poetry

Choose Hope

Choices aren’t easy
Choices aren’t fair
Choices aren’t frequent
Most aren’t even there.

To homeschool expensive
Taxation is theft
Buy groceries or donate
No choices are left

Illegals who work
Are modern day slaves
There’s no one to tell
If the boss misbehaves

Parents need money
To cover the home
No choice to raise children
Instead let them roam

Speaking makes trouble
Voting unsound
No power or leverage
When corruptions abound

There’s little to choose from
No need to complain
Elites are not worried
Your choice their disdain.

There’s one thing remaining
One choice every day
Look up to our Maker
And learn how to pray

The best source of choices
Is believing there’s hope
Evil has no power
Once the meek learn to cope

Just existing is useless
Free people must thrive
With faith now our weapon
True choice we revive.












Posted in Sideshows

My Thoughts… My Sympathies

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English: the picture consist of articles on bullying, I obtained it from public domain. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Since this blog is primarily a journal of my thoughts, I’m exploring my internal philosopher again and you are invited to listen and comment.

I had an energized discussion yesterday (on Facebook) over my previous post. Bullying is an emotionally charged subject that brought many varying opinions and experiences to light. While considering what I learned yesterday, I kept returning to my own life experiences. I’ve been very blessed by having positive role models in my life.

 There were many times that “bad” things happened to me, though. My reaction to them, seems to me, the only power I had then and to this day. It is a power we all have.
First, I do not believe in a pre-written design to anyone’s life.

Second, I have not had “troubles” any greater than others,in fact, I’ve been fortunate and my troubles have been lesser than most, so far.

My questions remain the same:

Do any of a person’s troubles come from their own attitude? Does any of their good fortune come from their own attitude?

I’d like to believe it does, otherwise, why bother to try? We would be without any responsibility in the direction of our journey. People would be like balls in a pinball arcade game, subject to only outside forces.

When I see a family of underprivileged kids and witness some of them “do well” and others get hopelessly lost, I ask myself, was it only because the forces of luck favored the successful ones or was it, in part, their own doing?

 Success is defined, in this context, as leading lives of good citizenship, harming no one and pursuing happiness. We discussed that bullies often come from bad environments. Why don’t all kids from “bad environments” become bullies? My search for these answers is often mistaken as an insensitivity to the problem. I am looking for answers because I believe there are solutions to discover and we are capable of affecting changes. I also believe we (people) can only control our own actions and reactions in any situation. Sorry, making laws, rules, regulations don’t cure problems…murders are illegal, ya know.

Yes, I do have sympathy for bullies, as well as, victims of bullies. Once I state that bullies are created not born (sociopaths excluded), don’t they deserve my sympathy? I don’t understand why my sympathy for the abuser takes away from my wishes to protect the victims?

There is an extraordinary effort to reduce bullying in schools. Victims of bullies become scarred for life and there is not one moment that it should be tolerated!
My cause is to make victims harder for bullies to locate and maintain. One way, is to arm kids with skills to ward off bullies.I will call these skills “social”.

“To behaviorists, social skills are learned behavior that allow people to achieve social reinforcement.”

Labeling every kid who hits, or says something cruel, or takes part in a group motivated unkindness, as a bully, is as detrimental to the effort as ignoring that bullies DO exist. I think the “over labeling” is a real, imminent, threat in schools. Over-crowded and understaffed, schools have little time to investigate every report and will have to err in favor of the “victims”. It’s the only choice.

I’m convinced that the gusto and emotion this problem invokes will cause another problem if we aren’t careful. I’ll call it “free-range victimship”.

What do all kids want…attention. They learn very early that attention is most swiftly attained when they are wronged or believe to have been wronged. I hope adults will weigh each and every complaint carefully. Wouldn’t want to end up like our court system which we all know is overflowing with “victims”.

Posted in Sideshows

The Game of Favorites

I just don’t like the word favorite. It is an exclusive term that means nothing to me. My favorite things are harder to pin down than an accurate weather forecast.

There are too many wonderful feelings, colors, people, and ideas to play favorites. Gosh, I enjoy the rummaging that takes place when I’m ask about my favorite. The flashes from one delightful image to another, makes me smile, but I never was good at decision-making and really don’t care to choose.

Favorite choosing is a waste of time and subject to time also. At any given moment your favorite can easily be “up for grabs”, don’t you think?

I dearly love my dog. He is one of many “dog loves” of my life. To say he is my all-time favorite diminishes the love I’ve had for others and the love I hope to have for others too.

I will be blessed with a new granddaughter in September. It’s hard for me to image any grandchild as precious as Katherine, yet I know there is room for more. Evelyn will be my favorite Evelyn. That is all I can proclaim. She may be Katherine’s favorite sister if her mom’s design of her being the “final” child holds true. Only exclusive things can really, truly, hold the title of favorite and, in my world and yours, so few life experiences are exclusive enough to qualify.

Next time someone asks for your favorite, hold up your hand and say, “There’s no such thing.”

Doesn’t this all sound picky?

I think labeling favorites is the more picky endeavor. Count me out, please.

Posted in Sideshows, Weekend-Contemplating Alone

Power Doesn’t Look Good on Women

I’ve been wondering why there really haven’t been any exciting women candidates for president. Hillary Clinton was very qualified but “came off” as cold and unfeminine.  Michele Bachmann was an “easy on the eyes” (I know it’s a sexist term but it’s used for both genders.), ball of fire, but came off as a dimwit.

I started to consider the women who impress me most. The qualities that they share are wit and humor. Might we need to turn to comic women in order to fill the presidency?

Erma Bombeck certainly was wise and womanly, with wit. I imagine a President Bombeck offering her best wishes to another world leader over a successful heart transplant. She’d be able to imply, “He was always a heartless creep and this doesn’t change a thing.” while maintaining diplomacy. Americans would love her for the “inside joke” twinkle in her eye.

Yes, I want a funny woman to be president!

All kidding aside, the first woman president of the US will have to come from outside of politics.The political arena just doesn’t produce appealing candidates. Our country isn’t ready for women who appear powerful.  Sorry folks, appearances do matter quite a bit. Getting there is half the battle. I propose a sweep. Let’s search through the Women, Humorist, Writer and Scholar arena for presidential material.

 A woman can carry the sea shell that her 20 month old randomly handed her on his first trip to the beach in the green Ford that she bought for $1,900.00, in 1972, from the neighbor and always know exactly where it is. About time we give her a chance at managing a nation. Lord knows, she already manages everything else.

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