No Balls.....

Men in this country, and fathers in particular, used to have these things called balls. I don’t know where they’ve gone, but their absence is a clear sign of wussification.

When a 40-year-old teacher chases after, and eventually marries, your 16 year old daughter, and all you can say about it is, “He had all the power in the world -- all he had to do was say, 'I can't do this.'" Or, you try to pass it off as if you “did all they [sic] could to keep the couple apart after noticing a deeper-than-usual friendship between them,” you’re either full of shit or a weak-ass loser.

You obviously didn’t do everything you could have if this guy wasn’t beaten to within an inch of his life.

There was a day in the not-too-distant past when fathers used to be feared by their daughters’ would-be suitors.

I know that if this had been my daughter, this guy would have had two choices, leave her alone, or have no teeth in his wedding picture. And if some police officer wants to argue the legality of the whole thing, I might not be on the right side of the law, but I can guarantee that fucko would be the big loser with no teeth and a degraded ability to walk.

If the concern is that your kids won’t like or respect you, here’s a news flash – your teenage fucking kids don’t fucking like you and never will until they grow the fuck up and have some real responsibility and realize you weren’t so full of shit after all!

You aren’t cool.

You aren’t their friends.

You’re their parents.

Act like it.

They don’t have to like it. You put food on the table and a roof over their head. Until they’re ready to strike out on their own (see earlier post about living with parents after college), they can suck it up and play by your rules in your house.

Of course, they don’t have to play by your rules if you’re a wuss - which you are. Have fun watching an old man screw your high-school daughter.