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|    George Pope to JOE MACKEY    |
|    Re: Responsiblity (was: Re: WW II)    |
|    02 Nov 21 06:47:37    |
   
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    > Broad statement warning: Too many younger people have never been told NO   
    > by their parents. Or when told no whine and cry until they get what they   
    > want.   
    > This then carries over into their "adult" life.   
      
   Yup, & then those parents gety old & complain how dangherous it is on the   
   streets (the ones their kids roam & control, with impunity)   
      
    > > Oh well, I don't have to play their games by their rules.   
      
    > And "the rules" seem to change daily in today's society.   
      
   Mine don't, so there you have it.   
      
    > > Imagine if I told him to go shovel driveways without charging!!    
      
    > I never had an allowance. Until I was 13 I was sometimes given some   
    > money for small things, but after my father died, whatever I wanted I had to   
    > work for.   
      
   I asked about getting an allowance only once, & my dad lit into me about how   
   neither he nor my mom got an allowance & we all chip in to make the family &   
   home work.   
      
    > (I learned early to play one parent off the other. I would ask one if I   
    > could do X and be yes told if the other agreed. I would then tell the other   
    > that first said I could if they agreed and usually got what I wanted.    
      
   I tried that, but swifly learned it didn't fly in my home. Gosh be darned!   
   they actually communicate with each other. I was taught, young, never to play   
   that game. If one spoke & said 'no' that answer was auto-backed by the other.   
   Or, as with you, the one answer was dependent on my asking the other first &   
   getting their answer, then returninhg to the first parent.   
      
   Naturally, I still tried anyway, if I felt I had plausible deniability (I got   
   distracted & forgot the one said no before I asked the other & got a yes--that   
   only worked the once, though)   
      
    > After my father died when I was 12 that cut out that bit of business. My   
    > father was a soft touch, my mother not so much).   
      
   I'm sorry to hear that -- That must've been rough on all of yas. . .   
      
   How many siblings did you have?   
      
    > I started mowing yards with a rotary (push) mower at 13 and in the winter   
    > passed papers. (Then all though high school I had after school/weekend jobs   
    > passing papers, clerking in a drug store, hospital orderly, etc).   
    > That would now be seen as child endangerment what with those sharp   
    > exposed blades, etc and no doubt a visit from CPS (child protective   
    > services).   
      
   Yup. I recall that rotary mower, &8 using it to mow our lawn when I was 8, &   
   wee lived on a hill! (not fun, but 'twas my job to be completed without   
   excuses, & raking after, even if i got blisters(now old callouses)   
      
   & trimminmg with the giant rusty manual clippers.   
      
   Happy day for me when my dad got an electric mower & weed trimmer! The lawn   
   practically mowed itself, in comparison to the rotary!   
      
   Nothing you & I can do now except let loose our hard-earned wisdom when it   
   might be listened to & accepted. . .   
      
   But apparently I'm an old fuddy-duddy who doesn't understabnd life as it is   
   now.   
      
   (I gawped and asked, "You-all; aren't interested in being safe when you walk to   
   a friend's at night?! Myyy!")   
      
   Zoooom (right over their head)   
      
   Your friend,   
      
   <+]:{)}   
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