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"My little aaaaaaangel"

Is what the fatnecked parents in this town would say were their delightful little kids to be snatched, butchered and set on fire.

It's 22:36 as I write this, and outside (my window's open because it's nice and warm) there are about 4-5 kids "playing". By playing I mean screaming at each other and kicking a football. And by kids, I mean between five and ten years old.
Little kids outside at half-ten at night playing. And they're not kids that live nearby either, as in a few doors away.

What the hell kind of parents let their small children out at this time of night?
"Got nar school tomorrow innit?" says the eldest (the irony of that)
Oh well that's ok then, what was I thinking?
Of course you can play outside at nearly quarter to eleven because there's no school tomorrow!
*slaps forehead* Silly me.

Yet were these feral babycrims to be murdered and taped for internet childsexsnuff flicks, the parents would sob and plead on national television about how "we've been robbed of our li'le angel! he never done no 'arm to noone".
Pfffft, so we lose another deliquent.
*looks out window*
Nope, world's still turning.

Thinking aloud, maybe there's something all to do with fear and respect. You don't want kids scared, but you'd want them to respect what they do, I guess.

Other than that I have no idea

Heh, the Tories are talking about 'stronger discipline in schools', this could be exactly what they mean (but are afraid of saying).


Not convinced that's the answer though.
I don't think the 'good old days' were that great either, and the way things are now (current chav attitudes to violence), I have a feeling it might do more to encourage them to use violence as a means of trying to impose themselves on people.


Thinking about it - what underlying need does being obnoxious to strangers serve?
A defence mechanism against the person looking down on you? It's alright if you initiate the dislike?
A way to seem significant in a world that doesn't value you, or offer you any real prospects?

Or are they just lowlives apeing the actions of their parents/friends?

Bring back the cane in schools.
Simple as.

There must be some solution though, surely?

For everything mankind can achieve, we must be able to stop decent people being randomly harrassed by chav kids and chav lowlives.

*Ponders*

The other day I was getting the metro home from work, and unfortunatly there's a high school near my workplace, and if you leave early enough you'll get a metro station full of kids.

They run, they scream, they throw, they kick. It's deafening, my iPod can't possibly hope to drown them all out.

Anyway, that day I got on and stood by the door, and this kid, who must've only been 12, was hanging off another. It was a sight that was all too familiar (since I used to be the kid it happened to) The kid hanging off the other was basically leaning on him, putting all his weight on him, as he tried to start a fight, giving all kinds of jip and telling him what he was going to do to him, and that he hated him.

The kid being picked on was with a couple of mates, but they were as unwilling to fight as he was, so the kid just put up with it. They got on the metro, the kid stayed on the platform and punched him in the face through the open door. Then some piece of scum on the metro pushed the kid into the wannabe hard man and he started wildly throwing punches as the doors closed (I think one caught him, the others missed)

The kid just stood there, with his mates, totally silent. He had that "Why me? What have I done?" look on his face. And he looked like a normal kid, not exactly a target for idiots. The radgie scum stayed put as the metro sped away, but he did shout that he was going to kill him as we pulled away.

I felt like saying "Go in tomorrow and smash his face in, don't stop punching until he's bleeding on the ground and isn't gonna get up to come after you when you walk away. In fact, have this baseball bat, call it a gift." But I didn't.

So nothing's changed. In the four years since I left high school, and the 7 years since that sort of thing used to happen to me, I see nothing has changed at all. There are still bullies, there are still victims, there are still idiots trying to stir trouble (the kid who pushed the quiet one into the 'My brother's hard so I must be too' kid, who then proceeded to start on some lads who were even bigger than me while we were on the metro)

It's something which isn't going to change, and the next generation of "normal" kids are going to have to go through the same thing, and the next lot, and the next.

OK, rant over.

I think you met crossbob gamesfreak.

Depends on where you live.

In rougher areas I'd assume the kids stick together and kick the crap out of the weirdos.

I had the strangest experience the other day.

Just next to my college is a sports centre, you often see the rapid, foam mouthed employees strolling around being told to pick up rubbish off the ground.

When I was just happily walking into the area, one of the idiots (must of just left school, 15 -16 ish) looked at me then made some sort of "caww" noise that you hear from people when they make crap impressions of birds.

I continue walking, and the guy does it again in a more agressive manner "CAWWWWW!!".

I turn around, look at him and say "what?" in an irritated tone, he does his bird impression then runs into the field with his litter picking device and continues to complete his worthless crappy full time job of picking up rubbish outside of the sports centre.

It makes you wonder why these sorts of people exist, and no, I don't think he was mentally insane - just was looking for some sort of fight as he vigourously rubs his "NY" baseball cap in delight.

Parents just don't seem to bring their children up with respect nowadays, most kids are more then happy to steal a mobile phone off their peers and smoke ciggarettes because it's cool (not saying that people who do smoke have this view)

Yet, when their child dies from a drug-overdose or, like Goatboy has stated, gets taken away; their parents suddenly 'care' for this sort of stuff.

It irritates me.

I really don't mind that the kids tend to corral around my front yard more often than anyone elses in the neighbourhood. Last year, I had one of the neighbourhood five year old girl's come to my front doorstep at ten in the eve in hysterics because her mother had locked her out..she hadn't cleaned her room, from what I could make out. I thought her Mother Dearest took the whole "time-out" method a little too far..and it was cold and dark and, and..even I'm afraid to go out there at that hour!

So, after calming the child, I go to get her home, of course. I was thanking the Lord above that she'd come to my door and no one elses.

I was about to give Mummy dear a piece of my own Motherly mind, when a blast of alcohol/cigarette reeking stench nuked me through the screen-door, rendering me absolutely speechless. Gah!

When I scurried some mojo's enough, I could barely get a word in inch-wise as she screamed obsenities to her daughter, raking her in with her claws. My first thought was that she was talking to me...because you just don't talk to kids like that! I was practically running the way home, looking over my shoulder and thinking that psychohoochiewhitetrash might pull a gatt on my ass for getting involved in her dysfunction in the slightest.

Bleh. When do you make the anonymous call to the social services?? Yes, I would see the girl with bruises, but attributed them to her little brother who was a rough little shiat and always beating on everyone. So, I left it alone..I just didn't know what to think and it's just me with my kids anyways.

For the most part, it's more about the parent's than the child. The child is the impressionable byproduct.

Their parents might not even know what they're up to. Go out in a frumpy cardigan with horses on and say they're staying at a friend's place, when underneath they've got all that stuff on. Apologies to anyone who wears those kinda tops.. they're not bad.
I'll make sure my kids grow up telling me the truth. They'll start at age 4 and when they're teens they'll be in before 7pm on a school-night else I'll go hunting for the git trying to knock em up with a crowbar.