not that awesome

Before we would go into a store, or any public place really, my mom would pull a small paddle out of her purse and swear on all that is holy, if we got out of line even once, she'd spank us in public.
Let me tell you, it only had to happen once and you remembered it. We all fuckin toed the line.
Looking back, my mom wasn't all that scary. A mouse of a woman, really. As I've grown to know her as a person, and not just a parent, I've realized she's actually an extreme pacifist.
But to a 6 year old me, she was Marcel fuckin Wallace. Not a bitch to trifle with.

I don't even remember her ever yelling at us. Ever. She didn't believe in spanking in anger. Often leaving us in our rooms to contemplate the consequences of our actions, and the impending spanking, while she calmed down.
She simply realized that children are illogical, with incredibly underdeveloped brains. You cannot always reason with a child, but all children, every where, always understand the universal message of a spanking.

I didn't really understand the truth of this until years after I left the military and looked back on my Basic Training. As mean and cruel as your Drill Instructors may first appear, they actually care about their trainees. A lot. They don't want you getting killed, or hurt. They want you coming home safe. They also know that to keep you safe, they have way to much to teach you and not nearly enough time to do it. They don't have the time to go over something twice or slow down and explain it. They need your undivided attention 110%.

Best way to do that? PAIN.

You don't listen= PAIN
Don't get it the first time= PAIN
Don't follow instructions to the letter= PAIN
Get out of line= PAIN

When we realize the the consequences for not getting it right is physical pain, something happens in our little monkey brains that makes us pay absolute attention and stop fucking around. Instantly.

Works for recruits.
Works for kids.

And in both cases its done out of love.

Trips to the beach? Cooking with mama? Dressing like a stud?
These things would only prove how awesome your childhood was.

Except now you're an abuse hardened bad-ass.

What? I wore flip-flop, used a wooden spoon, and had a belt to keep my pants up. I still did a lot of awesome stuff.

just to point out...

if you remember these you may be a respectable person, parents are afraid to kit their children now-a-days and we all see how that turned out, bratty little shits that need to be slapped in the face

if you remember them then you're not a little faggot now

More like, "If you remember these, then you are not a worthless piece of shit."

Or you turned out NOT a spoiled brat

My mom's wooden spoon had a hole in the center to reduce air friction. It hurt.

If you remember these...




You were probably a well behaved child

My mom usually got me with this..

I remember those, 'BECAUSE' my childhood was awesome

I see a lot of people saying that they turned out great, while having parents that spanked them when they did something that the parents didn't approve of.

In my case, I have never had to deal with violence from anywhere, and I turned out just right about fine. I can see that parents today are definitely doing something wrong, mainly through succumbing to their children's wishes without much effort, because they wound up getting too tired to keep denying them what they want, and eventually give in. That's how spoiled brats evolve, and become the little piss-takers we know of today.
And not necessarily because the children weren't raised with a wooden spoon implanted in their buttcheecks.

I disagree, I got the belt and the wooden spoon, and my childhood was awesome. Despite having a dead beat dad and moving from house to house. In hindsight, those disciplinary techniques made my childhood better. They taught me discipline, and that it is not ok to be a selfish little dick. A lesson more kids should be taught these days. Shielding children from punishment doesn't help them when they grow up, in real life there are consequences, often severe ones for your mistakes, not giving forceful, simple, and direct punishments just makes it harder for them to understand the seriousness of life's consequences and the value of morality.

Haha! This is like a Mexican's parent starting kit right here. I should know, I'm beaner...

Apparently today belts are abuse. I mean, if they hit a kid with a buckle, that makes sense, but the little bitches need to man up a bit.

since when is erotic asphyxiation not awesome? That is you guys used your belts for when you were kids, right?

Those were the fucking worst.
I had to wear two of those.

And the other one I had to use to STIR SOUP

What a horrible childhood

cars don't crash, women crash cars.