Limp wrists? Crack ’em

Well, the day after Spank Out Day, during which I read so many encouraging posts about positive, respectful parenting, I got to listen to a nice sermon clip (insert irony) from a North Carolina pastor encouraging his flock (and other Christians I assume) to physically assault their children if they suspect they are gay.

And of course those suspicions are fueled by really stereotypical garbage like a boy “acting girlish” or a girl “acting butch”.

You know, if your son starts walking around with a limp wrist, `å la Jack Tripper, he advocates cracking that wrist.

And your daughter? She can play sports to the glory of God, but she’d better put some lipstick and a dress on (I assume not while playing sports)!

It’s bad enough that this advice has someone judging their child because they might be gay. It’s also bad enough that, if their child is gay, again, the stream of judgment.

But the worst part? The co-signing of wanton physical and emotional violence against someone, a defenseless child in this case, who isn’t going along with your program. Listen to the clip. The “amens” and laughter in response to what this dude is screaming about is chilling to me.

People want to blame everything under the sun for societal problems; video games, television, comic books, trashy novels, whatever.

But we really don’t have to look any further than our own homes.

When will people realize that the best chance your kid has of being a happy adult that tries to play well with others is having unconditional love and acceptance from the parental units? That this does not make them needy and dependent? That, in fact, the hitting, the head-games and the constant control will likely produce just that result? An angry, bitter, resentful adult who doesn’t know why he/she is angry, bitter and resentful all the time?

I just hope that some of the people in that audience will call bull on this insane advice and that they outnumber those who will blindly follow it.