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canndo

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I didn't see your question.

I don't have any kids, I took the responsible choice, instead of raising them poorly.

I didnt accuse you of molesting your daughter, though the level of defensiveness you are exhibiting might make one wonder, not me, but other people observing.

I still apologize for you thinking I said you were a bad parent overall. That was not my intent.
so you don't have any children yet you tell me that I may have been a bad parent by not having my child exposed to death, especially the death of a human being. I responded by explaining that my daughter was not only exposed to the deaths of both of her grandparents but is able on a gun range. Now, for someone with out children to make any references to child rearing in the specific is rather repugnant to any parent. All parents have regrets as to how they raised their children but much planning, patience, and care went into my raising of a biracial child who was doomed from day one to have problems because of that alone. She needed to be steeled against racism in a way few others require.

I was not defensive but angry, i seldom get angry on these threads as you may see on my posts, I seldom even say "fuck you" to anyone ever. now imagine. Someone you raised, you love, you care for and you were charged with for 18 years calls you up and says that there are people shooting each other 30 or 40 feet away and you, acustomed to "fixing" things are powerless to do anything but tell her to keep her head down, and hope. I could not even call back for fear that it was possible that the sound of my call might arouse the notice of the shooter. This was not the case here, but it very well could have been.

there are two responsible choices with regards to children, one may be yours, the other is to HAVE them and raise them to the best of your ability, contributing to society a well adjusted and productive adult, at least in part because of your own thoughtfullness.

What you did was to find a way to justify a shooting by claiming that I must not have raised my child right and she should not have been affected by the trauma, even though adults are taumatized often by the death, the violent deaths of others.

It was an off the cuff statement on your part and I understand that but it was one of the few that I am loath to excuse out of hand. Even now, "bad parent overall" tends to lessen your appology. My question remains, how would you have mentaly armed your child to endure the experience of extrerme violence in close proximity?
 

twostrokenut

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Bnb I am Lmfao right now I literally am a butcher, no shit.

Do you know what a tri-tip is? How about a flat iron? DelMonaco?

I sharpen knives so they cut on the pull not the push.
I only use wet stones....grind it out with course stone...
...put the edge on with the medium...
..fine stone is useless and does nothing a steel doesn't.


My steak knife is a 12 inch bull nosed Victorinox.
Boning knife is a victorinox as well.

Your friend shooting up before calling 911 is not a trooper, but a fiend.
 

BigNBushy

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so you don't have any children yet you tell me that I may have been a bad parent by not having my child exposed to death, especially the death of a human being. I responded by explaining that my daughter was not only exposed to the deaths of both of her grandparents but is able on a gun range. Now, for someone with out children to make any references to child rearing in the specific is rather repugnant to any parent. All parents have regrets as to how they raised their children but much planning, patience, and care went into my raising of a biracial child who was doomed from day one to have problems because of that alone. She needed to be steeled against racism in a way few others require.

I was not defensive but angry, i seldom get angry on these threads as you may see on my posts, I seldom even say "fuck you" to anyone ever. now imagine. Someone you raised, you love, you care for and you were charged with for 18 years calls you up and says that there are people shooting each other 30 or 40 feet away and you, acustomed to "fixing" things are powerless to do anything but tell her to keep her head down, and hope. I could not even call back for fear that it was possible that the sound of my call might arouse the notice of the shooter. This was not the case here, but it very well could have been.

there are two responsible choices with regards to children, one may be yours, the other is to HAVE them and raise them to the best of your ability, contributing to society a well adjusted and productive adult, at least in part because of your own thoughtfullness.

What you did was to find a way to justify a shooting by claiming that I must not have raised my child right and she should not have been affected by the trauma, even though adults are taumatized often by the death, the violent deaths of others.

It was an off the cuff statement on your part and I understand that but it was one of the few that I am loath to excuse out of hand. Even now, "bad parent overall" tends to lessen your appology. My question remains, how would you have mentaly armed your child to endure the experience of extrerme violence in close proximity?
Simple, you go get your child a cat. Let her develop a strong bond with the animal.

Then a little while later you get her a big dog, a rot or something.

Let her love the dog.

Then one day you tell her it's time for the dog and cat to become friends.

You take the cat outside, and throw it down next to the dog. Dog kills cat. She cries but learns a valuable lesson.
 

canndo

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I can explain how a progressive doesn't think, and I never been one!:mrgreen:

You can't actually, you have yet to be able to explain how I think. I can more likely predict your reactions than you mine, but your parallel is sadly faulty. I know people who have had pets and somehow think that is the same as having children - it isn't. NOTHING is like having children, not being a butcher, not being a plumber, not having a dog.

more so, even I, as proud a parent as I am am not TRUELY an experienced parent as it is said, rightfully, that a parent with only one child is actually maintaining a hobby, that it takes at least two to make a real parent. There is nothing quite so difficult and demanding as being a REAL parent. It is an 18 - 21 year old commitment and it is a life long interaction unlike any other. THAT by the way is why, most of the time it takes two or more people to do a decent job.

Beenthere? how many children do you have?
 

canndo

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Simple, you go get your child a cat. Let her develop a strong bond with the animal.

Then a little while later you get her a big dog, a rot or something.

Let her love the dog.

Then one day you tell her it's time for the dog and cat to become friends.

You take the cat outside, and throw it down next to the dog. Dog kills cat. She cries but learns a valuable lesson.
You ARE kidding, right? a dog or a cat is the same as a human? As I originaly asked, would you simply take your child to the morgue? or have her whitness a person's head blown off with a shotgun (which, essentialy is what happened to my daughter).

No, you would not, no one could be that calculating and each parent knows that their child's reactions will be wildly varied. You yourself remember tiny incidents your father or mother thought nothing of, and to this day (if they are alive) do not recall, CAN not recall, that affected you deeply, deeply enough perhaps to alter the entire course of your life.

Most parents are aware of these things.

I never struck my child. I found other ways to raise her. I watched her play with matches at an early age. I could have taken them away from her and scolded her, but rather, I let her burn herself while ensuring she would not start a fire. I let her, as much as possible, learn the boundaries on her own, and the boundaries were unvaried and reasonable, even if not in the particular moment. If my child made a fuss in a grocery store, I said nothing but immediately left the store. She discovered on her own that things changed drasticly if she screamed or fussed in a public place - NO MATTER how inconvenient it was for me. When possible I would have others scold her for her actions, preferably strangers but not always. She quickly became well behaved without being broken. When she was sent into her room and told to stay there I would sit on the outside of the door, reminding her that she was to stay there, sometimes for hours.

My only exception was when she hurt someone else. When she bit, she was bitten back, never ever in anger nor was any punishment metted out in anger.

This is not the same as a steak, and I would not see to it that one of her beloved animals were killed in order to make some obscure and un-understood "point".
 

BigNBushy

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You ARE kidding, right? a dog or a cat is the same as a human? As I originaly asked, would you simply take your child to the morgue? or have her whitness a person's head blown off with a shotgun (which, essentialy is what happened to my daughter).

No, you would not, no one could be that calculating and each parent knows that their child's reactions will be wildly varied. You yourself remember tiny incidents your father or mother thought nothing of, and to this day (if they are alive) do not recall, CAN not recall, that affected you deeply, deeply enough perhaps to alter the entire course of your life.

Most parents are aware of these things.

I never struck my child. I found other ways to raise her. I watched her play with matches at an early age. I could have taken them away from her and scolded her, but rather, I let her burn herself while ensuring she would not start a fire. I let her, as much as possible, learn the boundaries on her own, and the boundaries were unvaried and reasonable, even if not in the particular moment. If my child made a fuss in a grocery store, I said nothing but immediately left the store. She discovered on her own that things changed drasticly if she screamed or fussed in a public place - NO MATTER how inconvenient it was for me. When possible I would have others scold her for her actions, preferably strangers but not always. She quickly became well behaved without being broken. When she was sent into her room and told to stay there I would sit on the outside of the door, reminding her that she was to stay there, sometimes for hours.

My only exception was when she hurt someone else. When she bit, she was bitten back, never ever in anger nor was any punishment metted out in anger.


This is not the same as a steak, and I would not see to it that one of her beloved animals were killed in order to make some obscure and un-understood "point".
Found the problem.

Spare the rod, spoil the child...

Whaaa whaaa whaaa, daddy, some guy has a big hole in his head, whaaaa whaaaa
 

Antidisestablishmentarian

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Simple, you go get your child a cat. Let her develop a strong bond with the animal.

Then a little while later you get her a big dog, a rot or something.

Let her love the dog.

Then one day you tell her it's time for the dog and cat to become friends.

You take the cat outside, and throw it down next to the dog. Dog kills cat. She cries but learns a valuable lesson.
That is fucked up and you don't do that to your own child. Wow.
 

canndo

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Found the problem.

Spare the rod, spoil the child...

Whaaa whaaa whaaa, daddy, some guy has a big hole in his head, whaaaa whaaaa

My child has a degree, she does not come to me for money, she has a reasonable relationship with a man, she is generaly happy and content, she is smart and self sufficient, kind and generous. She is law abiding (more so than I), and she is sensible in every respect. I see you are still relying upon old saws and hearsay rather than admitting that you know nothing about raising children and you seem to persist, even after your appologies, to accuse me of being a bad parent. "some guy has a hole in his head". What did you see again? someone frothing at the mouth and dying rather pleasantly on an od of an opate. You may have been on the front lines of some conflict, you may have even been in an inner city battle and seen gunshot deaths or people with limbs blown off. I had a friend, and adult, who watched the bottom portion of his best friend's body blown off from a Vietnamese mine. He was never the same. But you minimize that. Traumatic stress syndrome seems to mean nothing to you, let alone the terror of fearing for your life in a very real way.

But I suspect you have not been in such a situation. As I said, i have and even as an adult it has affected me.

Spare the rod? that is old school, that is corporal punishment left to those with no imagination and no willingness to actually put forth a genuine effort to raise a reasonable human adult.

So, the problem with my child being fearful for her life and then seeing close up, a person with nothing above the neck is becaue I didn't strike her enough as a child.


Is that where you stand?
 

canndo

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Simple, you go get your child a cat. Let her develop a strong bond with the animal.

Then a little while later you get her a big dog, a rot or something.

Let her love the dog.

Then one day you tell her it's time for the dog and cat to become friends.

You take the cat outside, and throw it down next to the dog. Dog kills cat. She cries but learns a valuable lesson.
Oh, and one more thing. The "valuable lesson" she learns is that her father and perhaps all men are cruel and calculating and no one is to be trusted. Good, and perhaps you are correct, you maybe shouldn't be a parent, but in your case it may be that it is or was that your choice not to be one is a cowardly and selfish thing.
 

Dr Kynes

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Oh, and one more thing. The "valuable lesson" she learns is that her father and perhaps all men are cruel and calculating and no one is to be trusted. Good, and perhaps you are correct, you maybe shouldn't be a parent, but in your case it may be that it is or was that your choice not to be one is a cowardly and selfish thing.
actually the lesson learned would be that Bigoted 'N' Pushy is a sociopath.

my grandfather taught me about death the old fashioned way, dragooning me into slaughtering for supper and butchering said critter myself.

you learn shit like that early on a farm.
 

canndo

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actually the lesson learned would be that Bigoted 'N' Pushy is a sociopath.

my grandfather taught me about death the old fashioned way, dragooning me into slaughtering for supper and butchering said critter myself.

you learn shit like that early on a farm.

turtle doves on a wire.


I took my newly made .22 with a mesquite stock (my grandfather made it) out and shot a slew of doves, collected them all and brought them home.

"good shootin" my grandfather said. "now get them feathers off and eat them all, I don't much like dove". I learned to kill to eat and eat what I killed from just that one incident. I think I was 13.
 

Dr Kynes

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turtle doves on a wire.


I took my newly made .22 with a mesquite stock (my grandfather made it) out and shot a slew of doves, collected them all and brought them home.

"good shootin" my grandfather said. "now get them feathers off and eat them all, I don't much like dove". I learned to kill to eat and eat what I killed from just that one incident. I think I was 13.
should have gone for pigeons. they got more meat on em.
 

BigNBushy

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Oh, and one more thing. The "valuable lesson" she learns is that her father and perhaps all men are cruel and calculating and no one is to be trusted. Good, and perhaps you are correct, you maybe shouldn't be a parent, but in your case it may be that it is or was that your choice not to be one is a cowardly and selfish thing.
Not if you do it right. You dont say, "hey lets feed kitty to spike!" You say "we should see if they want to be friends."

She will have no idea you've done it on purpose.

The law school I went to was right next to a section 8 housing complex which was 14 or so stories tall. Twice in the year and a half I was there, while I walked past the apartment building I had to walk past a dead body. Several other class mates saw it. Some poor fucker was so fed up with life they jumped off the building to end it all. We all thought it was kind of funny. No one cried over the poor fucker.

A body splattering on a concrete sidewalk at or near terminal velocity is a sight to behold. The skull actually splits wide open exposing the oozing mass that was once a brain. There isn't really quite as much blood as you would expect. I guess when death is instant and the heart doesn't keep pumping it out of the body, it pools within the corpse, instead of squirting out of it.

I've seen people shot, I've been held at gun point, and seen multiple deaths in my life, at no time has it "bothered" me. Perhaps I'm fucked up. But unless it was someone whom I deeply cared about, my eyes stay dry.

In a couple posts back you said that the dogs and cats were not people; well no shit. But if they're your pets, they are more significant than a stranger. If someone told me they were going to kill my dog, or one of my fellow posters here, well I guess we're losing a poster if the person is giving me a choice. People care more about the pets they have than the lives of strangers.
 

Dr Kynes

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Not if you do it right. You dont say, "hey lets feed kitty to spike!" You say "we should see if they want to be friends."

She will have no idea you've done it on purpose.

The law school I went to was right next to a section 8 housing complex which was 14 or so stories tall. Twice in the year and a half I was there, while I walked past the apartment building I had to walk past a dead body. Several other class mates saw it. Some poor fucker was so fed up with life they jumped off the building to end it all. We all thought it was kind of funny. No one cried over the poor fucker.

A body splattering on a concrete sidewalk at or near terminal velocity is a sight to behold. The skull actually splits wide open exposing the oozing mass that was once a brain. There isn't really quite as much blood as you would expect. I guess when death is instant and the heart doesn't keep pumping it out of the body, it pools within the corpse, instead of squirting out of it.

I've seen people shot, I've been held at gun point, and seen multiple deaths in my life, at no time has it "bothered" me. Perhaps I'm fucked up. But unless it was someone whom I deeply cared about, my eyes stay dry.

In a couple posts back you said that the dogs and cats were not people; well no shit. But if they're your pets, they are more significant than a stranger. If someone told me they were going to kill my dog, or one of my fellow posters here, well I guess we're losing a poster if the person is giving me a choice. People care more about the pets they have than the lives of strangers.
yep...

thats a sociopath.

probably a spree killer, not a serial killer.

serial killers are usually quite methodical and cunning in their own way.
 

BigNBushy

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yep...

thats a sociopath.

probably a spree killer, not a serial killer.

serial killers are usually quite methodical and cunning in their own way.
Nah, I have empathy. I shot a coyote once and felt bad about it. Had to do it because we have small pets. Haven't felt bad about the deer I've taken because I ate them. But I just threw the coyote in a ditch. From my understanding they're inedible.
 

canndo

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Not if you do it right. You dont say, "hey lets feed kitty to spike!" You say "we should see if they want to be friends."

She will have no idea you've done it on purpose.

The law school I went to was right next to a section 8 housing complex which was 14 or so stories tall. Twice in the year and a half I was there, while I walked past the apartment building I had to walk past a dead body. Several other class mates saw it. Some poor fucker was so fed up with life they jumped off the building to end it all. We all thought it was kind of funny. No one cried over the poor fucker.

A body splattering on a concrete sidewalk at or near terminal velocity is a sight to behold. The skull actually splits wide open exposing the oozing mass that was once a brain. There isn't really quite as much blood as you would expect. I guess when death is instant and the heart doesn't keep pumping it out of the body, it pools within the corpse, instead of squirting out of it.

I've seen people shot, I've been held at gun point, and seen multiple deaths in my life, at no time has it "bothered" me. Perhaps I'm fucked up. But unless it was someone whom I deeply cared about, my eyes stay dry.

In a couple posts back you said that the dogs and cats were not people; well no shit. But if they're your pets, they are more significant than a stranger. If someone told me they were going to kill my dog, or one of my fellow posters here, well I guess we're losing a poster if the person is giving me a choice. People care more about the pets they have than the lives of strangers.

Yep..... lawyer.
 

NoDrama

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Simple, you go get your child a cat. Let her develop a strong bond with the animal.

Then a little while later you get her a big dog, a rot or something.

Let her love the dog.

Then one day you tell her it's time for the dog and cat to become friends.

You take the cat outside, and throw it down next to the dog. Dog kills cat. She cries but learns a valuable lesson.
What happens when you do that and the cat starts suckling the bitch? Shit my dog had 3 kittens and 2 puppies to raise, and did it without complaint. Those are some fucked up cats though.
 
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