Citizens: this was from a while back, but as I'm transcribing relevant blogs from The Book of Heavy Metal over to this space, I felt it deserved a spot :D
So it's July 3rd, I have two days off, I'm tired of beating the crap
out of Eclipse mercs in Mass Effect 2, and none of my friends are around
to hang. I decide to go check out The Amazing Spider-Man at the local
cineplex. Show starts at 8pm, I got my popcorn and soda in hand, and the
theater is packed. Then random chance decided to take a huge dumper on
me (yet again) and I pick a seat where within 5 minutes are seated a
family consisting of two twentysomething parents, and their THREE
children, approximately 3, 4, and 5 years of age. Let 2 hours of
irritation begin.
Now, I'm not a parent, nor do I plan
on being one (mainly because I like money, sanity, and sleep). I will
say that I'm pretty fucking sure I know what not to do if I were one,
however. I don't know if this couple randomly found these devilspawn and
decided to just take them along on any outing they go on, because they
sure didn't act like they knew what they were doing as parents. Strike
that, they didn't do ANYTHING a parent would do in this instance.
The
movie starts. I'm eager to see it because I couldn't stand Tobey
Mcguire, or Kirsten "my character is a stupid bitch" Dunst, and I'm
enjoying it, for the first 10-15 minutes. I'm trying to ignore the
constant babbling directly behind me perpetrated by 3 toddlers who have
no fucking idea what is going on, and unfortunately it's not working. I
keep waiting for their parents to tell them to stop talking, and I'm not
hearing it. I turn around and I ask politely "Hey, please be quiet?". I
get a nod from the father, and then he just goes back to the movie,
completely ignoring his talkative child, who is now asking "Daddy what
did he say? What does quiet mean?".
This is my nightmare.
The
rest of the movie continued as can be expected with small children, and
needless to say, while I immensely enjoyed the flick, I would have
enjoyed it about 100% more if these two assholes had not been there with
their little irritants. Let me break it down for you, so that if you
are, or know anyone, who does this, you'll be able to make things better
for everyone else.
First: It is 8pm. Why the FUCK are
your children not in bed at this time? When I was a child my bedtime was
8:00 no matter what, until I was in junior high. Why are you dragging
toddlers around town at this time?
Second: This movie
is rated PG-13. I know no one gives a shit about movie ratings, but you
know, you really should. I think it is wildly inappropriate to take 5
year olds to a PG-13 movie, because they will have no fucking idea what
is going on, and this was most definitely not a kids movie. If I saw the
Lizard in this movie when I was that age I would have nightmares for a
solid week.
Third: If you can't afford to hire a
babysitter to watch your kids for 3 hours while you have dinner and see a
movie, then maybe you should just stay the fuck home. The world is not
your babysitter, these people were pretty much completely ignoring their
kids as they watched this movie.
If the theater
weren't so packed, I'd have moved to a different seat. AND I'd have told
them why before I did it. I was about ready to pitch that kid all the
way down to the bottom of the stadium seating, that's how irritated I
was. The constant questions progressed to fidgeting (and kicking my
seat), and then on into whining because they were bored/tired/hungry. I
literally had to get right up and leave as soon as it ended to keep
myself from doing something that would land me in jail.
I just don't understand why it's so impossible for people to behave like
parents nowadays. I think this photo says it best, though:
I
can see this happening to those kids if the trend continued. Indulgent
parenting, aka "Do whatever you want because I think you should be a
free spirit or because I'm not going to be mean like my parents". It's
actually NON-parenting. And it has to stop. If I did any of the above
mentioned things, I'd have been given one warning, (which I would have
promptly forgot since I was FIVE) and then get marched home and probably
get my butt smacked for disobedience.
I don't have
kids and even I know that young children like that are NOT going to sit
still for a full 2.5 hour movie, let alone a fucking half hour cartoon. I
know your kid might like Spider-Man on saturday mornings, but bringing
them to the adult version of the film is irresponsible and wildly
inappropriate. It's also supremely inconsiderate to everyone else there,
because you ruin their good time with your little brats who don't
understand anything about how they're supposed to behave outside the
house. They're having a grand old time cause they don't know any better,
while their asshole parents just ignore them and inflict them on the
rest of us. I know you've probably gotten very good at tuning out the
incessant babbling/whining/fidgeting, but I haven't, and I shouldn't
have to deal with it.
I feel like there should be some
kind of license to have children, to prove that you can be a capable
parent. I know the implementation of this would be extremely difficult,
and of course all the breeders would scream about not being able to shit
out half a dozen retard babies, but seriously, we have WAY too many
stupid assholes in this country, and it's not really getting better.
Parenting is not a natural phenomenon, it's a skill like any other, and a
lot of people just don't have it, or can't develop it. They're the ones
who are crappin out kids like it's their job cause God says it's bad to
use birth control or some other bullshit.
So in
summation: If you don't do anything to actively keep your child from
annoying the rest of us, don't be surprised when someone like me gives
you an earful. I'm glad my parents gave me structure and discipline as a
kid, because I've grown into a successful, non-douchebag intellectual.
These kids are gonna turn into spoiled little shits who will scream and
cry when anyone says 'no' to them.
I hate people.
That will be all.
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