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Who's going to tell the POTUS to sit up straight? You?
Moose
Who's going to tell the POTUS to sit up straight? You?
Having had a bout with ADD in school, I would continually lean back in my chair , getting in trouble on a regular basis. I suppose that too was a lack of respect albeit an unconscious. one.
Anyone who has ever taught in a large city public school will immediately sympathize with the college professor.
Secondary and (increasingly) college students are completely out of control.
They feel (quite rightly) that they can do anything they want, and if they are corrected, they can simply accuse the instructor of some kind of discrimination (gender, ethnicity, age, etc.).
Things are NOT going to get better, only worse.
These snowflakes would never hack it in Physics graduate school. Upset because a teacher yelled at them? I had a professor yell at us for almost an entire class because no one remembered the spin of a graviton. Holy **** did she rant. Though she never did call the police on us, she didn't need to. This 5' 3", probably not even 100 lbs, elderly Chinese professor could devour the soul of every student in the class within a Rabi Flop. lol
Calling the cops was unnecessary, but if the kid was refusing the professors request to sit (if such a request was made) then by all means leave the classroom. If you're not going to respect the professor or her lectures, GTFO.
Only among unreasonable people. And I don’t much care what unreasonable people think.
We were told what to wear, how to wear it, how long our hair could me, how to speak with manners (and pity the fool who didn't) and display what were considered to be respectful behaviors.
it all started in the 1960s.
Until then, boys had short hair; girls wore skirts or dresses.
The 1960s, of course, were a period of change in our country: ethnicities, women, gays, etc. demanded changes, and they got them.
As one might expect, many students decided to see how far they could push, and they were delighted that they could push pretty far.
Today with smartphones, they feel that it is their human right to use them in class. And most teachers turn a blind eye, lest they be accused of discrimination of some sort.
And these kids will have kids. So that's why things will only get worse. (Just read that teachers in Sweden -- yes, Sweden! -- are experiencing more violence in the classroom. If I ever read that students in Japan are starting to defy their teachers, I will know that the world is coming to an end.)
Heck, even our coaches "swatted" us with 3' 1X4 paddles.
When I was in junior high school in the early 1950s, I once threw a stone in agriculture class.
The teacher told me to bend over. He gave me one swat.
I have never thrown another stone in my life.
*****
Reasonable corporal punishment is what we need.
And, of course, capital punishment for murder.
But those days are over -- at least temporarily.
Who knows? Maybe the people who are running what remains of the United States in, say, 2100 may decide corporal/capital punishment is the only way to control what I predict will be crime beyond one's imagination.
When I was in junior high school in the early 1950s, I once threw a stone in agriculture class.
The teacher told me to bend over. He gave me one swat.
I have never thrown another stone in my life.
*****
Reasonable corporal punishment is what we need.
And, of course, capital punishment for murder.
But those days are over -- at least temporarily.
Who knows? Maybe the people who are running what remains of the United States in, say, 2100 may decide corporal/capital punishment is the only way to control what I predict will be crime beyond one's imagination.
The next step up was suspension.
Hey, it was Texas. What can I say?
1958 el pasoWe had "3-swat" and "5 swat" offences at the principal's office. The next step up was suspension.
But the coach would line us up after basket ball, dodgeball, exercizes, before we hit the showers, and give us all "1-swat" to toughen us up.
On Friday, they had challenges/contests. How many, "Swats can you take before crying?" The guys would challenge each other. If you won, you get to protect your title next Friday against whoever challenged you. Coach Triesh or Coach Bethea would administer the swats and referee the contest.
So, in short, if you got your ass beat because you could take 7 or swats before crying, and Billy could only take 5, you are a winner. And winners get to have their ass beat again next Friday, all over again.
Hey, it was Texas. What can I say?