The highlight for me is coming up with some weird pseudoscience justification for why it’s okay to hit your kids.

  • "Malcolm had a turbulent childhood that he clearly doesn’t want to talk about. He comes from a wealthy family and grew up in Dallas, but was sent to a “troubled teen” residential facility when he was 11. The only reason he can give me for being sent there was that his parents were getting divorced and were locked in a bitter custody dispute, and the judge “thought I shouldn’t be with either parent”. After that, he lived at a private boarding school, with his fees and expenses covered by a family trust. “I have no beef with my parents. My childhood was hard, but my adulthood has been easy. Can I say a parent did a bad job if I’m happy with my life today? I don’t think so.” "

    L to the O to the motherfucking L. These people are just reacting to their trauma and acting like they’ve found some magical answer to life being hard. Their poor children.

    • The combination of the mother being all “I got raised by hippies, which I hated so I am doing the opposite”, “we are very rational”, " our kids will obviously be like us, only better". Can’t they put these pieces together?

      Well, with that many children, at least one will write a book about how their childhood sucked.

      Chapter 1, I am so cold When I think about my childhood, I think about freezing…

      Chapter 12, Stop hitting me dad!

      And so on.