Took a lot of beatings growing up from dad. Knocked me unconsious one time. He was brutal. I think he was in Nam but can't remember but wherever it was did a pretty good number on him not to mention two alcoholics for parents. He's got issues. Most all my siblings have broken the cycle except my brother. Anyway, I'm a fan of spanking but not beating. No place for that. And once the kid can reason somewhat there's not even a place for any spanking at all. And when you spank it should be more about the act versus any type of physical pain. Heck they're wearing diapers anyway and can't feel it. That's the philosophy at least not that I've always followed it.
But there is something to be said about the threat of violence. Like your kid says something and you just give him that look and he knows death is near. Few and far between but valuable. Some fathers couldn't pull that look off if their lives depended on it and some kids would laugh if they did anyway.
Any bow hunters in here? You know those Easton aluminum arrows that you shoot at game? My old man bent one of those into a rainbow over my *** because I didn't go to bed when he told me to. That, as one small example, is how I grew up. My dad beat the living damn out of me. I vowed to NEVER do that to my kids, but as I get older I realize some of the benefits, and I do spank my kids. My kids get ample warning before the spanking, and it's usually a 'last straw' kind of a thing -- but if they do something like back-talk their mom, run into the road, or lie (oh man, I have no patience for that) they get no warning, and it's usually a good hard swat. (or two if I don't think they got the message)
I rarely have to give spanks for the same thing twice, which is why I'm a proponent.
Dude, it's Conan. 'Nuff said.How in the hell do you not know if your dad was in Nam or not?
He's pretty tight-lipped about his past. I have to piece stuff together but most times I don't care enough to. Up yours.How in the @#!*% do you not know if your dad was in Nam or not?
He's pretty tight-lipped about his past. I have to piece stuff together but most times I don't care enough to. Up yours.
That was my first thought as well. That, or his dad had died or divorced, both of which would suck. Way to show class and tact, Mr. Mantooth.
My dad was there and I only know two stories. He does not mention it. Period. When I was in 5th grade and I needed a Veteran to come to school I was worried about where to find one. I did not even know he was one till that day.
My father was in Nam and I've only heard three things about it.
One quite funny, he woke up and found a cute monkey eating some bread he left sitting out. He reached over to pet it and got the hell bitten out of him. He was supposed to report it but had seen other guys go through the rabies shots and decided to risk rabies instead.
Another was him hearing a thud outside his tent. Looked out and found a shell which didn't explode.
The last was simply talking about how you couldn't make friends. They'd go out into the jungle and never return.
My FIL was in Korea and to this day if he's napping you do NOT wake him. He'll come out of sleep swinging. He has only told me one other story and it is so horrific I don't even like to think about it.