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Don't be part of the problem, be part of the solution!

Monday, September 6, 2010

Everybody knows that I love animals but I am afraid that I cannot say the same thing about my fellow human beings. Especially the progenies of human beings!

Yes, I despise ill-mannered kids but I put the blame squarely on their oafish parents’ shoulders.

There is a French saying (well known to all the kids of my generation) which goes “qui aime bien, châtie bien”; roughly translated it means “who loves well, disciplines well”.

We knew that proverb well when we were in school, and we also knew that every infraction to the code of good conduct would bring swift retribution. No kid would be dumb enough to complain to his parents because parents then were smart enough to side with authority and sternly enforce the disciplinary code.

As a hyperactive kid I got my fair share of corporal punishment and even though I resented it, I knew deep inside that it was fair treatment for my “creative instincts”.

It seems that very few parents love their children today, for unruly brats are seen everywhere with very little reaction from their apathetic guardians.

Kids nowadays run, scream, throw tantrums without ever getting reprimanded and everybody wonders why jails everywhere are bursting at the seams.

Procreating doesn’t require a license but it should, for few people are really prepared for the strenuous job of parenting.

Just like plants, children require a lot of attention before they come to fruition.
You need to water them regularly and keep an eye on bad offshoots.
Only well tended plants will bear beautiful fruits and only well tended children will bloom to become loving and responsible adults.

Keep a tight leash on the little “angels” for “He who sows the wind shall reap the whirlwind".

Curmudgeonly yours,

Alain

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On a different note.

DIVORCE VS. MURDER

A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "I would like to buy some cyanide."

The pharmacist asked, "Why in the world do you need cyanide?"

The lady replied, "I need it to poison my husband."

The pharmacist's eyes got big and he exclaimed, "Lord have mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband. That's against the law! I'll lose my license! They'll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!"

The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.

The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, "Well now, that's different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription."