Don’t Be A Dick

So much I want to write about and so little time… Things have changed here in the Naptime house. I was offered an opportunity to that I could not turn down. I am watching fewer children. I also have enough seats and room in my Caravan to go places and do things again. I am looking forward to this and may start as soon as tomorrow.

In the time that I have not been writing, I have been reading. A lot. Blog after blog, article after article, post after post, about parenting and politics and issues that don’t seem political to me but for some reason they are. Concerts, sports, what we love and hate about Facebook and the internet, I have read it all this month. Why? Because the only thing I can find the time and attention span for lately is my phone. I can toss it down and chase SpiderMonkey off the couch when I need to without causing myself too much interruption. I can put it aside and read to Sharkboy when he brings me a book. He is feeling somewhat neglected in the shadow of his brother’s current demonic spree. I’m hoping it is just a phase, because I’m not sure how much longer I can take it, let alone keep him alive. He has so many bruises and cuts that I’m afraid to take him out in public, especially to the doctor.

All that reading has lead me to one  conclusion. People are dicks. Bullying never ends. It is not a childhood issue. It is a constant issue. It seems like a childhood issue because the majority of us send our children to public schools where they are forced to interact with other children. And it seems more like a current issue because so many parents today are, in fact, raising their kids to be dicks. Don’t do that. If you work in any environment that involves interacting with other people you can probably share stories of adults that bully. (Please do, in the comments. Validate me. tell me I’m right. I get a kick out of that.) I think we have always judged each other, and harshly, but I think we have become more brazen as a society about telling each other why we suck.

I roll my eyes to myself every.single.time. some girl says, “I tell it like it is.” Honesty is a virtue, bitchiness is not. Ya know? There is a big difference between standing in a dressing room, replying, “Those are not the pants for you, do you want me to see if they have the same color in a different style?” and seeing a friend at the bar and saying, “Those pants give you a muffin top!”  That actually happened to my friend last weekend. One of those is bitchiness, the other is honesty. Sort it out. Teach your kids so they don’t turn into dicks. You can “tell it like it is” without saying every single thing that you think. In fact, I believe it was Mark Twain that said, “Better to keep your mouth shut and be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.” You sound foolish when you are mean just to be mean. You may think you sound clever or that people respect you for being blunt. You sound stupid and people do not respect you, they fear speaking to you. Congratulations.


I have so much more I want to ramble on about by the smallest of the small ones is awake and ready for action.



1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Miranda Carver
    Aug 23, 2012 @ 22:22:34

    I hear you on the issue of bullying. You know I’m going into massage therapy. I’ve had clients that are as nice and sweet as can be. I’ve been unfortunate to have clients (at the school) basically try to bully me into doing exactly what they want. Massaging harder or deeper simply because their medical issues cause them to not have proper functioning nerves. I’m not about to damage their body so they can benefit from the massage. One of the other students had a client who wasn’t satisfied with what she was doing and told her that she was the worst massage therapist ever.. Shouldn’t be in massage therapy. Another student had a client who told her off because she wasn’t going to the specific issue fast enough. To validate you in short, yes. Bullying is everywhere, and unfortunately, all the awareness campaigns.. In my opinion, they’re not doing a flippin’ thing.


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