How many times have you heard the phrase “you ungrateful little bastard”?
When I was young, I was taught that everyone was born with sin. I was taught that the very first sin was hurting my mother when I was born, and that I had to repay her in being a good boy.
Really though now that I think about it, I didn’t ask to be born. I wasn’t a conscious entity deviously floating in the air, scheming to bring 9 months of pain and headaches to some Chinese couple, no. I was born because My parents wanted kids and decided to fuck for it. That automatically puts the responsibility of me entirely onto them.
Because they wanted a cute little person who would grow up to take care of and love them, they selfishly brought me into this cold, cruel world and therefore it was fully their responsibility to make sure I grow up to be a happy self-sustaining human being. NOT mine. The debt, if any, is on the parent.
You may think I’m some immature little shit taking the kid’s side and telling them to rebel against their parents and while the latter may be true the some extent, I’m not really taking anyone’s side aside from my own. I hate kids. I began hating my younger sister ever since she turned 5 and learned to be an asshole, just as I hated myself every-time I realized I was being retarded. No, kids are annoying little fucks.
No parents, I’m not siding with you either. Kids are annoying little asshole fucks who grow up to be regular assholes and it’s 100% your fault.
While this sounds like evil Dystopian future fiction or some horrible sci-fi comedy sketch, it is my humble opinion that while we can’t have perfection, parents should at least get screened to ensure that their genes are going to produce a 90% decent intelligent healthy good looking human being so that ugly retards don’t exist.
Secondly, and this goes without saying, parents should ensure that they are adequately prepared – both financially and emotionally to bring up a child. If I were a child, nothing would piss me off more than being a poor piece of shit who lives in a broke ass home with parents fighting constantly.
Finally, parents should find out exactly how to bring up their children for desirable results.
I am a firm believer in scientific determinism – cause and effect. Specifically, with the proper conditioning every child can be brought up to be a decent person. Note this does not automatically mean “the best school” or the oh-god-no “religion”, because the best school is a custom tailored child raising plan that takes into account every single factor of the child to determine the best way to raise him. There is a “best” educational system (as in there’s always a best of everything), but that generally results in a percentage of failures, and no parent wants to have a failure.
You know when parents complain that their kid turned out to be a piece of shit after they “did everything right”? Well obviously NOT, you GODDAMN FAILURE, if you DID do everything right then right now I wouldn’t be failing classes now wouldn’t I? Ways to raise children are like clothing variants, and no ten sizes fits everyone perfectly. You picked shit clothes for me, it’s your fault.
“You brought this onto yourself!” No, I wasn’t an asshole dad, I didn’t give birth to me and raise me the way you did, you made me make my choices until it was irreversible, how the fuck does it make it my fault?
Kids don’t owe their parents anything, because if they turned out all right then it just means the parents did what they’re supposed to do. Kids don’t have to respect or even like their parents, and they certainly don’t have to be grateful if their parents raised them less than perfectly. In fact, if a parent did raise a kid properly then the kid would be grateful. If he even has a reason to not be grateful, then you’re a failure, MOM.
That being said, while a person doesn’t owe his parents anything, he does owe it to himself to treat himself right. Spite of parents is no reason to shit all over yourself, there are other ways to hurt their feelings for some good ol’ fashioned emotional vengeance. And if you actively want to hurt your parent’s feelings then they probably do deserve it.
On a personal note, while I do despise my parents not raising me to have the body of a burly jock nor the intellect of an Einsteinian nerd, I would say this: I wouldn’t give up the current me for a million bucks. Although I could do with a faster brain, muscular build and some additional knowledge such as ALL THE KNOWLEDGE IN THE WORLD.