I spent time with my son last weekend.

The Dude is a 20 yeal od man. He’s a gentleman. He knows what he is doing. He has informed opinions.

I raised him.

The whole thing about getting his attention making him remind himself who he was. 

He never did what I did. If I got in trouble, I would find out how to get away with it. 

He didn’t do that. 

He got the reminder that he needed and went on to whatever.

That’s the thing about punishment. It makes one think about how not to get caught.

It’s a simple truth.  Meaning it doesn’t matter what you think of it. It’s still true.

If we are to change the world, we must change how we treat children.

They inherit the world from us.

My inheritance is a shit fucking world getting worse by the second.

It’s getting a tiny bit better daily.

However, the wars, the cars, the pollution, and everything else we lie to each other about.

Build better children. 

Stop punishing them.

Start reminding them what insert name says please and thank you, works at being friends with other people, and whatever you caught them doing.

You’ll see that brainwashing wash yourself in all the best ways.

I never lied to my son. He always knew Santa was fiction.

When I found out Santa was fiction and that my parents had lied to me, it made me suspicious of everything everyone ever told me.

I was 5.

I never talked down to my son.  I put myself on his level.

When I got talked down to, it made me want to be older so that I could talk down to people.

That was so wrong.

Putting myself at his level made sure he understood,  and he felt respected.

I respect that my son will live his choices as we all do.

I respect my son.

My son is my friend. Something I never had with either of my parents.

This is how I broke the generation.

We need to keep breaking.

We need to raise children who greet the world with arms wide open.

What we are breeding into them is fear.

This needs to stop.

Anyone who wants to argue, the line starts here.