Smokin' Chopper
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I attended a sort of parent/teacher conference tonight and came to quite a realization. In short I was just wondering if any other parents thought the same way.
Tonight there was an 8th grade conference for my younger son who will be going into 9th next season so basically it was just kind of an introduction, what classes he should take for what goals he'd like to accomplish and such.
No complaints at all, he's a great kid, as is my oldest (going into 12th next year), pretty decent grades, respectful, most everything a parent could hope for I suppose.
While I'm at the school with him, I see other parents and what I'd consider their freakish children. Yeah I know, I shouldn't stereotype, but its just amazing to see the differences. The parents look all clean cut and kids look like, well not. I'm of course a tattooed, biker in my dirty work clothes (you know, heathen scum looking) and my kids' clothes aren't baggy, not odd looking, no cosmetics or eye liner like some of these other kids. Strange how that works I guess.
I was surprised to see the number of openly gay teens (Emo I guess is the PC term these days) in the school. It amazed and impressed me about how tolerant the other kids seemed toward this. And of course all of this got me thinking back to when I attended the very same school.
There was a guy everyone suspected was gay and he was picked on. I personally didn't give a shit about his preference, let alone his existence but that's best left for another discussion sometime. I started thinking about these other parents and what their home lives must be like. These days it seems the PC police are just everywhere. In my youth, if I'd played around with a light socket... I'd have only done it once. These days they have those little plastic things you put over them.
In my day, if my parents took me to the hospital to mend a broken limb or get some stitches or something they weren't asked to leave the room so I could be questioned on "How I really got those wounds", cops wouldn't have been brought in to take photographs, my parents wouldn't have been questioned about it... it was just cut and dry. I did something (probably stupid) and got injured as a result. My parents went through the same thing at my age and no one would have questioned them either.
These days, if your oldest son is having an asthma attack the school officials are convinced he's on somekind of drugs and demand all kinds of tests only to discover........ asthma just like was initially mentioned.
These days due to shootings and such, a pair of fingernail clippers are considered a "deadly weapon" and the student is subject to expulsion. In my day we had rifles in the rear windows of our trucks in the High School parking lot. If we had a dispute, we kicked the shit out of each other, we didn't think of wasting our valuable ammo on some asshole that merely needed a pounding.
Things have really changed for parents and it makes me wonder where the hell all this PC crap came from. Imagine, Mr. CleanCut doctor/lawyer/scientist/whatever can't raise his kids to save his life, but those of us that enjoy a little smoke now and then, actually perform physical labor (working on motorcycles), dirty clothes and gruff attitudes seem to be able to raise really decent kids. Funny how that works I guess.
Anyway, sorry this is so long, just gives you something to toke and ponder.
SC
Tonight there was an 8th grade conference for my younger son who will be going into 9th next season so basically it was just kind of an introduction, what classes he should take for what goals he'd like to accomplish and such.
No complaints at all, he's a great kid, as is my oldest (going into 12th next year), pretty decent grades, respectful, most everything a parent could hope for I suppose.
While I'm at the school with him, I see other parents and what I'd consider their freakish children. Yeah I know, I shouldn't stereotype, but its just amazing to see the differences. The parents look all clean cut and kids look like, well not. I'm of course a tattooed, biker in my dirty work clothes (you know, heathen scum looking) and my kids' clothes aren't baggy, not odd looking, no cosmetics or eye liner like some of these other kids. Strange how that works I guess.
I was surprised to see the number of openly gay teens (Emo I guess is the PC term these days) in the school. It amazed and impressed me about how tolerant the other kids seemed toward this. And of course all of this got me thinking back to when I attended the very same school.
There was a guy everyone suspected was gay and he was picked on. I personally didn't give a shit about his preference, let alone his existence but that's best left for another discussion sometime. I started thinking about these other parents and what their home lives must be like. These days it seems the PC police are just everywhere. In my youth, if I'd played around with a light socket... I'd have only done it once. These days they have those little plastic things you put over them.
In my day, if my parents took me to the hospital to mend a broken limb or get some stitches or something they weren't asked to leave the room so I could be questioned on "How I really got those wounds", cops wouldn't have been brought in to take photographs, my parents wouldn't have been questioned about it... it was just cut and dry. I did something (probably stupid) and got injured as a result. My parents went through the same thing at my age and no one would have questioned them either.
These days, if your oldest son is having an asthma attack the school officials are convinced he's on somekind of drugs and demand all kinds of tests only to discover........ asthma just like was initially mentioned.
These days due to shootings and such, a pair of fingernail clippers are considered a "deadly weapon" and the student is subject to expulsion. In my day we had rifles in the rear windows of our trucks in the High School parking lot. If we had a dispute, we kicked the shit out of each other, we didn't think of wasting our valuable ammo on some asshole that merely needed a pounding.
Things have really changed for parents and it makes me wonder where the hell all this PC crap came from. Imagine, Mr. CleanCut doctor/lawyer/scientist/whatever can't raise his kids to save his life, but those of us that enjoy a little smoke now and then, actually perform physical labor (working on motorcycles), dirty clothes and gruff attitudes seem to be able to raise really decent kids. Funny how that works I guess.
Anyway, sorry this is so long, just gives you something to toke and ponder.
SC