What Has Happened to People in America?

Have you noticed the change in folks in America?    I am what you would call the “older” generation.  And I have noticed quite a bit of change in people.

There are too many folks who don’t want to take the time to learn something. They want it spoon fed to them or implanted in their brains.

There are too many folks out there crying, whining and boohooing, using their motos “I can’t” and  “I don’t know how”.

There are too many folks thinking they shouldn’t have to work for something they want.  They believe it should be handed to them on a silver platter.

There are too many folks taught from a young age by their parents, teachers, schools, little league, etc. that they don’t have to put forth any effort to win at something.  Why? because everyone will get a trophy just for showing up.

Folks who don’t let their children learn that things aren’t always fair;  that if someone wins, someone has to lose; that life is full of hard knocks, get up and try again; are doomed to have adult children that will feel they are entitled to whatever they want without putting forth any effort to obtain it.

Life is hard, people. Teach your children this.  You will be preparing them for a future they can handle and succeed in.

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What Happened to Good Old Fashioned Discipline?

Yes, that’s my question.  I’m talking about the kind that you and I received as a child.  The kind that we knew would come if we misbehaved or caused our parents any kind of grief.

When we were young we were taught the consequences of our actions.  We quickly learned the rules of appropriate behavior and the type of punishment that followed should we not abide by those established rules of behavior.  There was no “time out”.  There was applied “science”, if you will, in the form of a switch, paddle or belt to our padded posterior.

Children learned quickly what was acceptable and what was not.  Our parents did not have to worry about what we might do in public because we had learned the lessons of acceptable behavior.  I’m not saying we were perfect little angels, because sometimes we did test those lessons and were forced to re-learn them.

We did not have parents who refused to accept the job of forging us into responsible adults.  Our parents didn’t ignore us until we caused a major crisis or run us to the doctor seeking a diagnosis for our behavior so that they could use that as an excuse for a lack of discipline on their part.

Yes, I have seen that.  I am a retired nurse and I have seen my fair share of parents who don’t want to take responsibility for their children.  And it seems to be getting worse on a daily basis.

I am not advocating beating your children, but a pop on the butt alerts the child to the fact that there are consequences to their actions.  But parents must be consistent in order to raise the child to be a responsible member of society.  Inconsistency does the child no good whatsoever.

It seems today’s parents, don’t want to discipline their children.  They are quick to blame someone else when their child does wrong instead of correcting the child’s behavior.  And then they wonder why no one wants them or their children around.

This little essay will probably offend some folks, I really don’t care.  It needs to be said.

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Poem About a Veteran

This poem was sent to me in an email. I don’t know who wrote it, but it is worth reading.

He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And ‘tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.

But we’ll hear his tales no longer,
For ol’ Joe has passed away,
And the world’s a little poorer
For a Veteran died today.

He won’t be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won’t note his passing,
‘Tho a Veteran died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young,
But the passing of a Veteran
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician’s stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Veteran,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.

It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever-waffling stand?

Or would you want a Veteran
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Veteran,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Veteran,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his likes again.
For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Veteran’s part,
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor
While he’s here to hear the praise,
Then at least let’s give him homage
At the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:

Veterans-Day 2012