The way this woman thinks… I love it so much… so very, very much!

Instead of discipline we have time outs and other such laughable shit that it is no wonder we now have a generation of young 20 year olds who have no courtesy, common sense, decency, motivation or manners. All we have now is a shit load of selfish, rude, condascening, idiotic, inconsiderate, thoughtless, self centered, egotistical snot nosed punks who think the world owes them something.

Bravo progressive parents. You’ve done a bang up job. Assholes.

** Disclaimer: “Time outs”, if done RIGHT and not halfassed because the parent can’t follow through with discipline, can be effective for some children. But if it doesn’t seem to correct the child’s behavior, move on to another form of discipline.

PROTIP: Sending the child to their rooms for four minutes with their PSP and toys is not exactly a difficult-to-endure punishment. I doubt if Snotleigh will learn anything from it.

Want to get rich quick? Start taking antidepressants (or other drugs), then go out and kill (or try to kill) people. You will suffer no consequences of your crimes, AND you will make millions suing the drug companies! It’s a win-win plan! (Oh, except for the victims of your crime. They don’t win. But who cares about them? Your right to follow any impulse in your head trumps their right to live.)

CNN will help you establish your defense and lay grounds for your future civil claims!

Oh, it’s not his fault. It’s the medication!

No one’s saying she’s on medication or alcohol, but let’s speculate that she is, because this can’t be her fault!

Some people in this world are just stupid, selfish/self-centered, crazy, or downright evil. These people may or may not also be on medication, doing illegal drugs, or drinking alcohol. This does not absolve them of responsibility for their actions, and I’m so sick of reading news articles that imply so.

… it’s the SYSTEM!

Yep, the stab wounds on the little girl haven’t even stopped bleeding, and the press is already implying that the poor criminal didn’t get good sex offender counseling treatment in jail!

Because Lord knows that going to counseling sure takes the urge to stab (and very likely rape) your own daughter right out of ya! But without the counseling, the poor, POOR sex offender had no choice but to brutally attack his daughter! He’s NOT an adult and does NOT have free will, don’t ya know.

Oh, and as a reporter, why not jump at every opportunity to misconstrue a comment made by a law enforcement officer and make it sound like they’re making fun of the victim’s mother. Go ahead! After all, you’re already doing active casework in helping with the sex offender’s defense at trial. Go all the way to malign the justice system. Pissing off the family of the victim is just icing on the journalism ethics cake!

There are two types of mommy blogs.

The first type consist of the cool moms who blog about funny kid stories and all aspects of their lives. These women are more than just a uterus and working eggs. They’re people with brains.

I enjoy reading these blogs, and I respect these types of parents. You GO, awesome moms!

Then there’s the second type. The type of mommy blog that I can’t fucking STAND. I call them the “martyr mommy” blogs.

Somewhere in their blog title, tagline, or header graphic is something to the effect of “The daily stresses of an overworked and overtired mommy-wommy!” Their entire identity is wrapped up in one aspect of their life: the fact they reproduced. They have globbed onto the fact that their eggs work and have made it the only basis of their self-worth. So that’s all they blog about. Ever. And most of the mommy martyr bloggers consider themselves to be the first person to reproduce ever, because surely no one knows of the stress and strain they go through every day! NO ONE has ever worked as hard as they do, even other parents! To hear them tell it, every day is stress, stress, stress and they are frazzled! They are so busy, they don’t know whether they’re coming or going! They’re losing their minds!

You could have the most stressful job on the planet. You could dismantle bombs for a living as your full-time job, perform kidney transplants for orphans on the weekends, and work a third job at night, but that’s NOTHING compared to the work and stress martyr mom has looking after little Johnny.

Every day they sacrifice tirelessly for their husband and children, and by God they’re not going to let you forget about it for a second! But then, at the very last minute, their child gives them a kiss or looks like an angel while sleeping, and it’s moments like those that make all of the mommy martyrs’ saintly sacrifices worth while.

These people only want to talk about their kids and their workload in attending to said kids. They don’t want to talk about their own feelings (unless it’s resentment over being overworked), their hopes and dreams, their hobbies. Their personality or any other aspect of life is unimportant now.

They’re not only doing their kids a favor by raising them (excuse me, these kids didn’t ask to be born), but they’re doing the WORLD a favor because their DNA is so superior that they had the duty to reproduce, and we should all be in awe over their sacrifices, and thankful that their superior genetics are being propagated.

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