Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Monkey See, Monkey Do

The art of discipline.

It is an art form. The process of learning and developing a specialty skill to a professional level beyond innate talent takes an enormous amount of self-sacrifice, courage (blind or learned), determination, persistence, guidance and confidence (again, blind or learned). Just to name a few. These are not things you ponder in this way when riding the rail, but your mind and body are processing them all and interpreting the course of action. Fight or flight eventually is going to play a role in your quest and it is usually the place where the debutant will get off the rail and the obsessed folks who decide failure is not an option hang on for dear life.

It isn't my problem to be sympathetic towards parents that never took the time or effort to achieve anything other than kids. I know raising kids and keeping a family together is a difficult task. I'm terrified of it. Parents are always tired, manic, highly opinionated, protective, worried about finances, the kids future, the mortgage-often become unreasonable and confrontational about their children and begin a war path that I have yet to be interested in. Course not all parents act this way, and the different approaches to parenting probably out number the amount of parents actually calculating how to parent correctly because after all, each parent is more likely to see their own way to do things and try to keep it all in the family in the way they see fit.

All fine and dandy. Congratulations.

But in all honesty, I don't see parenting kids as the final all encompassing challenge that therefore "makes" a responsible and respectable adult. I know too many parents that act worse than teens. The sense of entitlement to me is rediculous. I know for myself that living life everyday chasing dreams and struggling to keep a balance can be every bit as crushing and exhausting as what I see parents going through. It may not make sense to parents anymore while their parenting, but that's because of the sense of entitlement I just mentioned; "well we have to work AND raise kids, we don't have time to do the things people without kids can do!"
-Yes, I'll buy that. I see it. I watch my sister and her husband go through it. But does this mean that the rest of us are lazy asses lying around enjoying all the free time life supposedly rewards you with when your not a parent?

You know what?

Fuck you and the stroller your pushing.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"I don't see parenting kids as the final all encompassing challenge that therefore "makes" a responsible and respectable adult."

Well said. I couldn't agree with you more.

BTW, you are an incredible photographer and you have a writing style that appeals to me. Very matter of fact.