When the kid slices off body parts and turns her life into one massive freakout, we’ll hear that this mom did everything right and who could have possibly predicted such a result?
In case people are confused, this is staged. The woman staged this shit and taught the poor kid what to say to gather clicks online.
“Don’t ever say that again.”
Terrible way to relate to small children…
“Jesus made you a girl, so you’re a girl”.”
Okay, I’m not a Christian and even I know that’s messed up theologically….
“what you’ll only ever be”
presupposed: being a boy is better than being a girl but you’re just a girl so don’t get any ideas of being better….
Exactly.
A simple solution if we have younger readers.
“Mommy, I’m a boy!”
“Let’s play that you are a boy and I’m the daddy.”
And on the next day, “let’s play that we are kitties. What is your kitty name? What do you like to do?”
“Don’t ever say that” is the perfect way to ensure she says it times infinity. Whatever gets a strong emotional reaction from mommy gets repeated. For as long as it gets the emotional reaction, whether expressed aloud or not.
My kid routinely loudly proclaims that never in her life will she wear dresses or skirts. Even at her wedding she’ll be wearing pants. It’s a mystery what that could be owed to given that I only wear dresses or skirts. Hmm, what could it be?
We run into this constantly with homeschooling. I almost had to pretend not to be able to swim, to get my kids to swim lessons. I can’t teach them art (we do that at co-op instead) because that’s “mama’s thing”. I can’t teach them music because I do that semiprofessionally, so even though I *could* teach them music, they do lessons with somebody else instead.
But they are fine with me teaching them math, writing, reading, etc. because those are not something they associate with me (I have carefully hidden it). They know that dad writes, so he cannot give writing assignments without the proverbial kicking and screaming.
So annoying. One works around it.
I have accepted that my kid will be proudly and insistently monolingual as a reaction to my speaking a trillion languages. She’s got to be her own person, although I’m hopeful she’ll reconsider her wedding attire. For now, I managed to wrangle out permission for me to wear a dress to her wedding if she gets to choose the color. It will probably be rainbow colored because nothing would annoy me more.
Clarissa
Strange, Kid, posted laughing not to worry about the dress; my adopted daughter was a tomboy wearing shorts and jeans except at church, then suddenly metamorphed at her prom into “the tall cool woman in a black dress” with her skirt slit halfway up her thigh. The post was rejected.
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“A simple solution if we have younger readers.”
My strategy would be something like
“I’m a boy!”
“And I’m a rhinoceros! You know what rhinocerose… or rhinoceri eat?”
“What”
“Little boys! And I’m hungry! Are you little boy? Rghm rghrm! Rghrem!”
etc
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Exactly. Turn it into a game. Everybody is giggling, it’s fun! That’s it, problem solved.
Obviously, I’m not suggesting it with a teenager. I have to clarify because people keep telling me that my parenting methods are stupid for 15 year olds. Which, yes, I’m aware. I actually did bring up a teenager in very difficult circumstances and she now has her own teenager. So yes, I’m aware.
Damn it, I clicked like on the opening post before registering that there was a 2nd part at the bottom.
So I’m a bit torn here. On the one hand even if it was staged, seeing a mother saying something like that is good. Frankly any resistance to the madness is good. Which is why I hit like in the first place.
But on the other hand Cliff arroyo is also correct. It wasn’t exactly a great way to say that to the kid staged or no.
In all honestly this demonic corruption of kids and even adults into thinking that they are in the wrong bodies and convincing them to destroy themselves is absolutely horrible. Even worse are the people who actively or passively support it. So any resistance even a shortsighted one is good.
Frankly this attack on humanity angers me more than most of Satan’s influence and schemes. This type of abomination doesn’t just destroy a person’s life, but it also effects their family, friends, and others too.
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I hate it passionately as well for all the same reasons.
It was so easy to normalize this lunacy because people started to pretend that whatever children say is some sort of a confession of a deep-seated conviction instead of a game. On our side of normalcy, we shouldn’t follow this strategy. We should treat it as a game in such young children. Yes, let’s play that you are a boy, a cat, an asteroid. Let’s play that I’m a letter E. What letter do you want to be? In this way, you show a kid that it’s not forbidden fruit. It’s silly. It’s funny.
This is the oldest trick in the book, kids love whatever pisses off Mom and Dad and parents hate what their kids like. I grew up with our Mom hating our music and me wearing black band t-shirts with jeans since she’s hyper-feminine and ladylike. I doubled down on wearing my band shirts and get a kick out of wearing them, same with listening to heavy rock since she hated it so much when we were growing up
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Thats actually the plot of my one of my favorite movies, Detroit Rock City. One of the character’s mothers is a religious fanatic who thinks rock music is evil and is angry her son is a lazy, pot-smoking heavy metal fan and she’s too dense to realize why. Being a pothead who listens to metal is the perfect way to rebel against such a mom, if she had any sense she would have left alone to do his thing
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“I grew up with our Mom hating our music”
My parents were mostly pretty chill about that….. but…. I do remember that when I was in early teenagehood I didn’t like rock (and hadn’t yet learned to appreciate soul or country – now two special favorites). But… there was a fairly brief flurry of 1940s nostalgia which my mother wasn’t a fan of (she had a particular dislike of the Andrews Sisters) and I kind of dived in with Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy and spent a lot of my jr and sr high school years listening to first big band type stuff and then backwards through the 1930s (Billie Holiday) and into the 1920s (Ma Rainey) before getting into classical music.
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I was a ten year old in the early 90s who listened to alternative rock and Metallica since we had cool older cousins who turned us on to that stuff. Mom hated it and kept complaining that it wasn’t ladylike music and got mad when I wore jeans and flannel and black T-shirts, I didn’t wear any skirts or dresses for years.
Mom is very feminine and liked disco back in the 70s, this was guaranteed to annoy her and her complaining just made me do it more. Later on, I mellowed out and started dressing more feminine and listening to softer music, but her harping on my taste in music and fashion just made me double down and want to dress like a dude and listen to loud rock music even more
We were at Klara’s sporting event on Tuesday. As the girls were warming up for their volleyball game, a popular song came on the loudspeaker, and the girls started performing the dance that accompanies it in unison. As a kid, I was always a pariah because I wasn’t allowed to know about these pop songs. My father despised them because they weren’t high culture. That his own parents despised his favorite band The Beatles exactly like he despised the pop bands of twenty years later never occurred to him as a useful analogy.
I’m very glad I’ve not turned my kid into a weirdo to flatter my own sense of cultural relevance.
When I was a teenager I detested the music my parents liked, and they loathed the music I liked. I always assumed that when my kids were teenagers they would detest the music I liked and I would react similarly to whatever they liked. I almost experienced cardiac arrest when I walked past my eldest daughter’s bedroom door one day about thirty years ago and heard her listening to Simon and Garfunkel. WTF? How could she like the music my generation liked? Isn’t that against the rules? And it wasn’t just S&G — she also loved the Moody Blues, Rolling Stones, Beatles, Doors, etc. Turned out all her friends loved that stuff and listened to it all the time.
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Does anyone think that this whole children rebelling against their parents is historically a very recent phenomenon, and not something that’s inherent to humans? I find it easy to imagine a child in the 1800s following the values of his parents without any internal tension. Is this purely a modern, post-WW11 idea?
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Something I’ve always noted is that if you look back into history. Up until probably around about the 1920s kids were considered adults at about 13 to 15 depending. It didn’t matter which country that was roughly when they were considered independent adults.
So thinking about it, I wonder if the concept of children rebelling against their parents isn’t so much a rebellion as it is new adults attempting to be independent but not being allowed to be. With this being misinterpreted as children rebelling because the age society considers kids as children has been extended to 16, 18, 20, 22, 25 as the last century or so of modernism has continued.
People don’t particularly like to consider this because no one wants to get tarnished as being a pedo by busybodies looking to score social justice points. But seriously think about this for a second. In our modern society childhood keeps getting extended again and again and again. At the same time we are also told kids need to wait till they are older to get married and have kids. That too went to 16, 18, 20, 22, and lately 25.
I could do a whole lecture on why this is doing massive damage to guys and girls, but that is getting off topic.
My point is as a society the West has been pushing the definition of what is a child heavily. But just because the definition has been pushed does not mean biology has been pushed.
Humans were designed to be functional adults much earlier than society pretends and I think this is where the disconnect comes from. After all what sane adult wants to stay under the thumb of their parents all their lives?
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In 1500s, the age of greatest male passions in Spain was supposed to be 9. As in nine.
The entire concept of a child as we know it now was invented in the 18th century. This concept was invented in the West because the West could afford to have it. Backwards savages elsewhere still haven’t arrived at that concept. They marry girls off at 9 and recruit boys to be gang killers at that same age.
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And while I don’t think either of those is particularly good, it doesn’t really dismiss my point of if the age of childhood continues to increase which it has and continues to be.
That the children’s rebellion against their parents is not in fact rebellion, but rather adults chafing at being under someone else’s thumb when they would for 5,900 of the 6,000 years of human history have been independent and starting their own lives and families.
Though I will note the last one about recruiting boys to be gang killers at 9 does actually make sense for a gang. At that age a kid is still willing to accept someone’s authority and orders without too much in the way of issues. You can quite easily train a kid into a child soldier, and in just a few short years when he matures into a young man, well now you have a semi loyal, already trained, potentially blooded, killer. Instead of having to recruit someone who might have opinions that you would have to beat out of them who’s loyalty you would never truly be able to be sure of. Plus the added bonus of kids typically look innocent which means you could use him as a spy, thief, saboteur, smuggler, etc and get away with it again and again until he matures into a young man. So again it makes sense if in a dark way.
Certainly my grandparents’ generation, who all started formal jobs to help support the family between ages 9 and 15 (boys and girls both), and had similarly adult-like responsibilities at home (hunting and fishing to feed the family, driving siblings to school, caring for younger siblings) did not seem to have a problem with teenage rebellion. But they were also too poor to have access to mass media.
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