I must be the only guy in the world to have had a terrible experience as an outcast kid, bullied by a bunch of ugly, despicable kids, while the adults in the room were turning a blind eye.
Kids are adults in the making. They are just as terrible as the adults they become; their nefariousness is just limited by their size and influence.
I must be the only guy in the world to have had a terrible experience as an outcast kid, bullied by a bunch of ugly, despicable kids, while the adults in the room were turning a blind eye.
Kids are adults in the making. They are just as terrible as the adults they become; their nefariousness is just limited by their size and influence.
I made a conscious decision not to have kids precisely because I did not want my offsprings to experience what I did at the hands of the wonderful and totally mythical creatures described in the piece.
Having kids is one mistake I did not make.
I will go have a glass of tap water now to celebrate this insignificant victory.
I think it's useful to point out that, if you were to have kids, you would then become one of those adults in the room. And therefore you would find yourself in a natural position to reduce the incidence of the sort of bullying you describe.
Also, I enjoyed the assertion "[kids] are just as terrible as the adults they become; their nefariousness is just limited by their size and influence" - maybe the best expression of misanthropy I have ever come across. It's not easy to convey an idea with both thoroughness and pithiness.
I must be the only guy in the world to have had a terrible experience as an outcast kid, bullied by a bunch of ugly, despicable kids, while the adults in the room were turning a blind eye.
Kids are adults in the making. They are just as terrible as the adults they become; their nefariousness is just limited by their size and influence.
I made a conscious decision not to have kids precisely because I did not want my offsprings to experience what I did at the hands of the wonderful and totally mythical creatures described in the piece.
Having kids is one mistake I did not make.
I will go have a glass of tap water now to celebrate this insignificant victory.
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I think it's useful to point out that, if you were to have kids, you would then become one of those adults in the room. And therefore you would find yourself in a natural position to reduce the incidence of the sort of bullying you describe.
Also, I enjoyed the assertion "[kids] are just as terrible as the adults they become; their nefariousness is just limited by their size and influence" - maybe the best expression of misanthropy I have ever come across. It's not easy to convey an idea with both thoroughness and pithiness.
Have you found the valance of your adult social experience to be similar?