When you jump up, the earth wants you back.
we were discussing the contemporary American culture.
I hated it when I was a kid, but my parents were tough cookies while I was growing up. I thank them for that. Tough cookies raise tough cookies if your values are in order. I’m a good kid. Besides the foul mouth, I know my values and I know them well enough to be happy that my parents weren’t saps to the whippings of parenthood. It would have been very easy to raise a bad kid. Very, very easy.
It’s quite funny to think that when I was a kid, it seemed like the end of the world and I could never see their side to things. No was always no but there wasn’t really an explanation to why it was a no. I guess it’s just something you have to grow up to see, like glasses you put on after years of not realizing you had blurred vision. Years later, you just get it without anybody having to explain anything to you.
