Perhaps if we begin to identify the problem, we can begin to fix it.
LnOL and I was reading a note that stops first moved my interest in the title and then grabbed me by its content: "Parents who know no limits to produce dictators." Dr. Aldo Naouri
I stopped a moment to review my short story of blogger something I wrote in September 2005: "Colored Hope http://ilfranchese.blogspot.com/2005/09/de-color-esperanza.html and make a parallel to my previous posting: "Cro-Magnon: And we (the parents)?
life Thanking for giving me the elements to profess and practice hope the "resistance" (which so well describes in his book Don Ernesto Sabato), I can not drown out the internal complaint compels me to express our social decline and moral.
In this very, very "light" modernism, dissolved the boundaries. I am very concerned the "forbidden to forbid", the clear problem for permission, to do something no matter the form or where the "liveliness" full of disrespect, educational decline, violence could burst, the urgency before the others and the idolatry of the ephemeral and unpresentable, among many others .
always sensed that those most responsible for this debacle was us "parents" and was always parallel and I am a reactionary to everything I thought and I find it an imposition.
In my case it was the fashion, always an imposition. I do not understand the stupidity to accept without at least ask why? How far? Not learned never to take advantage of her, she always took advantage of us.
We began to invade at all levels, in our personal lives, in schools, at work, in the professions, politics, religion and ways, and as you never put a brake began the free fall social.
is directly proportional, if no quality raw material, the result of the final product will never be acceptable.
Parents are missing the appointment and when I say parents included all parents, even the religious parents alleged that in many cases have become "parents" unpresentable.
Our children need us, pals, buddies and competitors, need parents, need to replenish all lost in this "our" journey, so well described by Dr. Aldo Naouri: "Imagine that a mother is the wheel of a vehicle. Your child is the passenger who has to bear positive results. Before, there were signs. There were red and green lights, agents for regulating the circulation. And even had put beside it a sort of co-pilot, who was the father of her child. But half a century ago made him believe that mother who is worth the journey, not the destination. Gagged the copilot and took out the maps. "
I think the figure could not be more clear, from this to understand what happens to us (Cromagnon included) think it's very simple, but significant deformation that would prevent us identify the reality.
