Miss Graham on rearin' chilluns

Spare the rod spoil the child is how it goes. States are trying to ban spanking; DHS interferring with the process of; parents not knowing how to; kids really in need of one; oversexualized by tv-radio; I'm just trying to keep it real with my kids.

Don't abuse them. There is a definite line you should never cross. Don't spare them the spanking. There is a definite line you should cross. The world will not spare them. They are strong, black, smart, articulate, and they are mine. Most of all I don't want to be their friend. I'm not sure how long they would live imitating the behavior of their non-black peers. Sometimes they get confused.

Don't spank when you are mad. Set a time. Give them a minute to consider the punishment, and whether or not it was worth doing whatever it was, if the consequence is a spanking. Discuss it, do it, talk about it, plan for the future. It's simple. Often I feel crazed because I sound like a broken record, though slowly but surely, I see the evolution.

I love my children more than practically anything else. Most of what they have, they came by honest. The only exception to this would be my love of sanity and need for clarity. No parent should sacrifice the previous. It's not necessary, and it's vital we keep that part intact. I am not a believer in privacy when you are under a certain age and still live with your mom. All the liberal sentiment on that issue is bullshit. Too many children smoking, sexing, stealing, and whatever else in the name of privacy. I unequivocally say "dahellyousay!" to that. I would rather my sons be irritated. I would rather them be inconvenienced and convined that I am a loon. I would rather follow them around, from friends house to friends house, couch, park, to football field, to classroom, to work, to wherever. They need to know that when they are away from the family, they have a staunch obligation to be on their best behavior. No one outside of our house will be as "pro" "them" as we will. Watch your mouth, AND you don't know who knows me out there, so watch it.

There is too much foolishness going on in this world for me not to devote an excessive amount of my time to their well being. They don't know what the want. They know what they like. Not what they want, most surely not what they need. I set the example. Putting them on the path I want them to go in, is not wrong. I choose their clothes, what they eat, what they read, watch and listen to, who their friends...yeah, that's what I said...who their friends are, and how they spend their time.

When they think and reason rationally, meet expectations, and proceed with clarity and thoughtfulness, I back off. It is most certainly a process. Don't expect them to get it all the time. I really don't. I just know that my job is full of extra stuff for me to do in order to get them straight. No monsters will be released on some other woman's daughters.

All those that read this and think that this is extreme, or that I must not have a life, or that It's unfair, can basically tie their tubes and cut their vas deferens for all I care. This world is lent to us by them. I will not wreak more havoc on this planet by sending out more missionless, brainless, disrespectful, misogynistic, crybabies into the world.

Yeah.