“Entitled”
By Jim Culp
November 4, 2021
We’re coming to the end
of another year. Soon there will be snow, impassable streets, and hundreds of
accidents. In Nature, the trees are changing colors; the sky is frequently
gray, and all the animals that don’t have fur are disappearing for the rest of the
year, and well into the next. The holidays will soon be upon us, and once again
thousands of people will spend billions of dollars on gifts for their spouses,
their children, and those that are fortunate enough…their grandchildren.
The stores will be crowded
with hundreds of people combing the shelves for this and that, and breaking out
the iPad to buy online.
Yesterday, I was in the
Walmart here in Lee’s Summit. It’s a place that is always crowded to the gills,
because everything around it has outrageous prices. I was in the frozen
section, and this kid wanted some blueberry toaster waffles. Innocent enough...
Then his mother told him it wasn’t happening because the last time she bought
them for him, he didn’t eat them. He started screaming “child abuse” and “this
is so unfair.” Well, about a minute later Mom tossed them back in the basket,
and little anti-christ declared “see, I won!”
Mom turned around and
took the box out of the cart, and placed the waffles back in the freezer.
That was the tie that
broke little Satan’s defenses. He jumped out of the cart, and started things
off the shelves, and yelling “I’ll show this bitch what a bad kid is!”
Mom quickly ran and
grabbed the young lucifarian and wrapped him up like a burrito in her arms. He
proceeded to head-butt her in the chin twice, and she maintained her bearing;
and kept telling him to calm down. Two Walmart employees showed up, and were
clueless what to do. One of them asked Mom if she wanted the police to come
intervene. She shook her head “yes.” 20 minutes later, the prince of darkness
junior was in a police car being schooled by the young officer.
I left there thinking
about my family, my siblings’ children, and all the times we swapped stories of
stuff our kids had done in yesteryear. When I told this story to my therapist,
he was taken aback, and stated that he’d never let his kid pull that kind of
stuff. He asked me what I thought.
“I don’t know Doc, when
you have been the places I have been, and see little girls with no shirt or
shoes when it was 36 degrees, it kinda hard for me to have any sympathy for
kids in North America. They get smart phones for Christmas when they aren’t old
enough to know a dollar from a donut, and have everything under the sun. They
get cars for their 16th birthday, and don’t work for anything. I
think it is a disease that is going to make our country go down the toilet.”
“Entitlement,” he said.
“Yes Sir, I believe so.”
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