Kids These Days

It was bad enough reading about a child who shot his babysitter. It was worse hearing about Michael Phelps’ bong incident.

But this really takes the cake.

Have any of you seen the movie Alfie? I know there’s an old one and a new one, but in the new one, Jude Law plays Alfie, a true women’s man. Probably because of the accent. Jude Law is hot, but he ain’t that hot.
Meet Alfie Patten, a 13-year-old father. I’m sure you’ve heard about him. It’s huge news. This young boy, who looks about 8, had sex with a 15-year-old (he was 12 at the time, she may have been 14, I’m not certain), and nine months later, guess what? He’s taking on the responsibilities of being a father!
Except, of course, he’s not. Because he’s too young. So he’ll have family members, church members, and social services to carry most of the burden. So will the mother, of course.
It’s bad enough that a 15-year-old girl just had a child, but with a 13-year-old boy? Seriously?
Here’s the best – worst – part: several other teenage boys have claimed to have had relations with the girl, and two in particular are stating that the baby might be theirs. I don’t know what to think. Apparently the mother of the girl allowed her daughter to share her bed with male guests, so who knows?

It’s disgusting. It’s terrible. It’s worrying. The truly aggravating thing is that some people have said that no fingers should be pointed, and we should all just be glad they had the child, rather than aborting it. I mean, okay, I’m glad they didn’t kill the baby. But that doesn’t mean we should pretend like there’s nothing wrong with the situation, because guess what? There is something wrong with it! Hugely wrong!

Have you heard about rainbow parties? Not exactly a new thing, but kept well under wraps. It makes me sick to write about them. Rainbow parties are where all the girls put on different shades of lipstick, and the guys try to get as much oral sex as possible, and whichever guy as the most colorful penis at the end of the night “wins.” Some say (like the article I linked) that such parties aren’t common. Hopefully that’s true, but they’re common enough to have been mentioned in popular literature.

Or how about the great game Stoneface? Would you like to guess what that is? No, trust me, you wouldn’t. Stoneface is when a bunch of guys sit at a table, and one of them is receiving oral sex, and if he shows any emotion, he loses.
No. I’m not making that up. Yes. I wish I was.

I think this is a problem. I don’t know what went wrong, or when, but this over-sexed culture needs to be fixed. I’m all for sex, but let me just say that I waited until I was 18 years old and had been in a steady relationship for several months before I had sex. That doesn’t make me better than anyone, but it does make me realize that when I did finally have sex, I was able to maturely consider any consequences, and I didn’t fear that it would be nothing but a pointless hook-up.

I can’t preach to parents, because I’m only 20 and I’m not a parent. But I can say that I’ve seen parents who are too strict, so that their kids try to rebel at every possible turn, and I have seen parents who are too lax, so their kids turn out completely wild from the start. I’ve also seen parents – like my own – who have a good mixture of being strict and fun, and if every parent could master that balance like mine did, I think we’d all be better off (awww).

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Published in: on February 16, 2009 at 2:35 pm  Leave a Comment  
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