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Wednesday, August 28, 2013 - 6:54pmSanction this postReply
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Ha!

I have child relatives who have confided in me that they wish that their parents had been / would be more harsh on them. They felt a great sting because of leaving "the camp" to find even bigger trouble to get into. This unintuitive fact validates your "prison camp" theory of effective child raising!

:-)

Ed

(Edited by Ed Thompson on 8/28, 6:56pm)


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Sunday, September 1, 2013 - 4:25amSanction this postReply
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I recall my "prison camp" childhood and I have no interest in subjecting another human being to that "experience," thank you very much.

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Thursday, October 3, 2013 - 1:07pmSanction this postReply
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Would the person who responded "my partner wants a child" care to elucidate?

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Thursday, October 3, 2013 - 3:16pmSanction this postReply
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Not me. My partner was in a clinic to schedule an abortion when I talked her out of it.


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Thursday, October 3, 2013 - 5:21pmSanction this postReply
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I know some parents whose children grew into basically functional adults but who still say that if they had their lives to live again, they would have remained childfree. The costs outweighed the benefits. I will not ask MEM if he thinks he should have let his partner have the procedure and remain childfree. Some of the stories he shared on this site of his daughter's antics were quite entertaining in retrospect but I am sure not at the time. Most parents I know say they cannot imagine their lives without their children. I wonder if they understand intellectually that the whole undertaking is a crap shoot in terms of outcomes.

Suffice it to say that I am not convinced of the merits of caving to a partner's demand to have a child if the person on whom the partner makes the demands never intended to become a parent or decided well into the relationship that becoming a parent would prove a disastrous idea.

One of my colleagues had multiple children to save a marriage in trouble but they divorced anyway.

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Thursday, October 3, 2013 - 6:04pmSanction this postReply
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A woman I know married a man who decided he didn't want children. She divorced him.

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Thursday, October 3, 2013 - 8:19pmSanction this postReply
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I would prefer to see a divorce than an unwanted child brought into the world.

Yes, I understand that "unwanted" is slanted since obviously the woman wanted it, but that still makes for an unwilling father and that is bad news.

I would be curious to know the economic status of the woman and man in question. Was each a producer or a moocher? There are people in this world who feel completely entitled to drain their spouses and other family members of their material values in accordance with their whims. This motivated my article "Six Words to Shut Their Traps" years ago.

It is all too easy to scream, "I want a baby!" like a teenager would scream, "I want a Ferrari!" with no clue about how to finance either.

(Edited by Luke Setzer on 10/04, 7:50am)


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Friday, October 4, 2013 - 5:46pmSanction this postReply
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No disagreement!

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Sunday, October 6, 2013 - 10:12pmSanction this postReply
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Congratulations:) I plan to be on the good side of this future universal emperor. Just teach him to rule gently if you don't mind;)

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Monday, October 7, 2013 - 7:19amSanction this postReply
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It is all too easy to scream, "I want a baby!" like a teenager would scream, "I want a Ferrari!" with no clue about how to finance either.

Just an observation; the Ferrari burns less oil, and your hands don't get as dirty changing the tires.

regards,
Fred

PS: Never had a Ferrari. I had a Porsche back in the 80s and it never pissed on me in public. I picked it up the week before I learned my first son was on the way. A week later, and it would have been a mini-van.

So, only one model baby seat actually fit in the backseat of the Porsche. But if I stopped too slowly at a stoplight, the seatbelt wouldn't catch, and the seat would hang forward at a 45 degree angle, and we'd have to kind of reach back and push him and the car seat back in the seat. We kind of grew tired of that, and learned that he really didn't mind hanging down at 45 degrees fo a few seconds, suspended like a little astronaut during a re-entry. He'd look out the side window and smile at folks, who were no doubt aghast at what the assholes in the Porsche were doing to their child. Especially when, in order to reseat him, I'd just snap it a little when the light turned green, and he'd deposit himself back in the seat. County Services never caught on to us.

The Porsche was absolutely terrible in the snow. So as soon as it snowed, I'd take my son out to a local deserted parking lot, he'd sit in my lap and turn the wheel while I punched it, and we would do donuts in the snow, spinning the car in multiple powered 720s across the white snow. He'd scream his little blonde head off, laughing..."again!"... like a child. Because he was a child, and so was I.

Horrors. We were terrible parents. The kid is 6'3" today, an ad exec in Manhattan. None the worse for wear. No permanent brain damage, two 'B's his entire life, one in Jr High, one in college.

Both my sons pissed on me in public. One at Disneyland, while I was carrying him, and one at the Jersey Shore, Stone Harbor, while I was carring him. I threw up on my dad once, sitting in back of him in the car. It's a tradition.

I got the oldest one back. He's in Jr High, his friends are in our basement watching "The Ring" in the dark. I sneak down the back stairs from the garage into the basement, in the dark. At a critical point in the movie, I just kind of 'growl' in the dark basement behind them, and his friends have jumped up on the couch running in place doing the RoadRunner thing. One of them is screaming, "W.T.F. is THAT!" sort of in time to his running in place... and my oldest is just sitting there shaking his head, and says "That's just my Dad and he does that shit ALL THE TIME."

...times a thousand.

All my memories before kids are in black and white; all my memories after kids are in color.

High risk. High reward. Just like the rest of life.

And we don't always win. The Universe always deals from the top of the deck, however.






(Edited by Fred Bartlett on 10/07, 7:45am)


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Wednesday, January 6, 2016 - 7:53amSanction this postReply
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