I still can't get over the story of the family that was kicked off an airplane because their child had a tantrum. I'm not shocked that the child had a fit. Kids do that.
No, I'm tripping about the parents. They're pissed that Air Tran kicked them off the flight.
I'm with the airline. The child was kicking and screaming and hiding under seats and refusing to take her seat before takeoff. The parents apparently kept saying that the child "needed more time" to calm down.
Hell, how much "time" did she need? Was the pilot supposed to hold up the entire flight schedule so that little heffa could "calm down"? Was Air Tran supposed to screw up its entire flight plan for the entire country because little Elly Kulesza could decide when SHE wanted to take off? Come on, now. She's 3.
My mother would occasionally carry a belt in her purse whenever she took me and my brothers and sisters out, just in case. And, if she didn't have a belt and we acted like fools, we'd have Andrew Senior to deal with when he got home from work. That's not child abuse. That's discipline.
I agree with this piece from MSNBC. If we don't teach kids how to behave in public how will they act as adults?
Should we have just let the little brat calm down for as long as she wanted?
Hell naw. Bump that. We should remember the following equations:
Child = 3
Parents = grown.
Solution = what my parents did when I acted out in public - beat her ass.