Let's bring back spanking children...these brats don't know fear!

Kids today have absolutely no fear of repercussions for their actions.  Parents utilize a figurative slap on the wrist for the most heinous crimes and have no idea that this is the reason they keep repeating. No longer do you overhear a kid saying, "I can't do that, my mom will beat my ass if I get caught!" Why is this?  Because we've handed the power over to our children by teaching them inaccuracies about abuse, and how to call the police if they suspect such wrongdoing.  They are very aware that it takes a phone call to get the cops at your doorstep, questioning your behavior, and getting them totally off the hook. Schools have drilled this knowledge into their heads along with the fact that even strangers can either call the police or CPS if they feel that a child is being abused. What's wrong with that?  More than you know.
Let's start with the definition of abuse, shall we? Rather, allow me to emphasize what it isn't. When a mom swats her five year old on the ass after he stuck his sister's hand on the radiator, it's not abuse, it's discipline. It's not the random act of yelling at a child, it's the incessant mean-spirited screaming at a child that is abusive.  Grabbing your child by the hand or even wrist isn't abuse.  Grabbing your child by the upper arm so hard that you leave marks, or pulling their hair, that's abuse. A well-placed smack, a swat, or even a light pinch in church to remind them that quiet is the only option, is just part of parenting.

Not only do children know they are fairly immune to the discipline we grew up with because parents are scared shitless of prosecution and/or losing their children, but they are very aware that strangers will jump to their defense in public. If you overhear a dad yelling at his kid because they've wandered off, yet again, and refuse to stay within view, shut your fucking yap and don't attempt to intervene. That kid had it coming. Should you witness a mom grab her kid by the hand and walk them sternly out of a store to yell at them for using profanity in public that was directed at the parent, butt the fuck out. Chances are, you aren't even a parent yet.  God forbid you become one.  Your kid will steamroll all over your ass.
People who believe they are experts at parenting irritate the shit out of actual parents. Those experts haven't even experienced childbirth yet.  How the hell do they know how they'll react when the fruit of their loins backtalks them for the 100th time that day, after poking the dog with a stick, pulling his sister's hair, leaving his notebook at school, getting a note home for misbehavior at school, and screaming the word fuck out the window at the elderly neighbor lady...all after just returning home from work.  Kids push buttons like no one else.  They know what pisses you off, and will do it over and over again, in public if possible. Allowing them to behave like little ass clowns now guarantees that by the time they become teenagers, you will be completely screwed.

Teenagers today were made not born. They are the result of fearful parenting throughout the child's formative years. Eager to be their friend and not discipline the child when necessary, they've created complete and total belligerent, disrespectful douche canoes who are now set free in cars to roam the planet and irritate the rest of the world. Is is any wonder there are so many teens doing drugs, playing asphyxiation games, driving drunk, getting pregnant, and contracting sexually transmitted diseases. No shock, folks.  You didn't instill any fear whatsoever. They are fully cognizant of the fact that you will not only not hit them, but any threat of punishment is a crock of horseshit because you have no intention of following through on it. They've got your number, jackass.
Our fear of damaging little egos and adding a little bit of pink to their asses is the downfall of our children's generation.  Let's work to change the rules.  By clearly defining what real abuse is, and what it's not, we can start to bring back the good old days. A healthy dose of fear didn't destroy us.  We knew what respect meant and we knew better than to cross the line. We were put in place by a look, frozen in our tracks and begging for forgiveness. We just knew.  Kids today laugh in our faces. I'd like to smack that laugh right out of their mouths. Nobody stopped loving their mom because she smacked them. We knew she loved us and we adored her in return.  We had limits, rules, and consequences. Today we are highly functioning adults with a sense of pride in ourselves and respect for authority.  Bring it back, get our kids on track before they self-destruct. Do you want that knock on the door with the news no parent wants because your child had no limits? Because your child had no respect for the rules? Because you were afraid to fucking parent? Are you friggin kidding me right now???