Adam Carolla rant

[Meeko]

As a comedian I can't stand Adam Carolla. And I disagree with a lot of his ranting and raving.

However I think he nails this on the head. We are raising self-entitled kids who grow to think they are owed the world simply because they exist. As providers, I know we all see parents who can't (or won't) say no to their little darlings and expect us to do the same...because we might damage their "self-esteem".

Watch at your own risk...the language is appalling, but I agree 100% with the message. I'm not looking at it politically, by the way. Just from a day care provider's and parent point of view

http://youtu.be/cJD8pZiRIzs

[Zoe]

I'll have to watch it during nap time then if there's language! I've got some serious sponges who repeat everything they hear!

This woman must not be a fan of his......

15 kids, 3 baby daddys and she is demanding that someone take responsibility and pay for her children and her suffering.....(listen around the 2:19-2:30 mark) http://www.youtube.com/user/Nightwin...ture=chclk#p/a

[DCMom]

I listened to that this morning (and the language IS awful!) but the message is right on.

My kids are older ~ 25, 23, 19 ~ so I have seen this go from an annoyance that I didn't buy into when my kids were young to a full blown problem now. We are definitely starting to see the results of 'everyone gets a trophy mentality' in many young adults. You can't blame the kids, they simply learned what they were taught; unfortunately they are now having to re-learn how the real world works. Everyone doesn't get a trophy in real life.

[youretooloud]

LMBO!! I loved that!

http://www.cracked.com/blog/5-ways-w...et-generation/ I like this one too! It has bad language too, but it's not on video.

[Meeko]

Originally Posted by DCMom

I listened to that this morning (and the language IS awful!) but the message is right on.

My kids are older ~ 25, 23, 19 ~ so I have seen this go from an annoyance that I didn't buy into when my kids were young to a full blown problem now. We are definitely starting to see the results of 'everyone gets a trophy mentality' in many young adults. You can't blame the kids, they simply learned what they were taught; unfortunately they are now having to re-learn how the real world works. Everyone doesn't get a trophy in real life.

My oldest boys are 30 and 27 and then I have two teen girls aged 15 and 17. I can see a big difference in the 10+ year gap. My girls have been much more molly-coddled by the school system than their brothers were (and that was bad enough!) and it's not because they are girls. Everything is "self-esteem" and "feel good about yourself" and "you're so special" etc etc. Those thing have their place, but they have become more important than anything else.

Who cares that Jimmy can't read and is a disobedient little monster.... as long as he feels good about himself?!!!!!!

[Nellie]

I'm 31 and I have sisters that are 20 and 16. There is such a difference. You drive into the high school parking lot and it is filled with nice cars. When you pulled into it when I went to school the only nice cars were the teachers cars and a few students that had generous parents(and even those cars weren't that great). I had made a comment to my sister about getting to drive mom's old car and it being nice. She replied with "not really compared to every one else's." When I went to school every one had summer and pt time jobs by the time you were at least a junior. Over half of the senior class only went to school half days and were let out early or came in the afternoon due to work realise. Very few high school students work in the summer or have weekend pt jobs. Parents provide all the needs and majority of the the child's wants.

[Breezy]

Originally Posted by Nellie

I'm 31 and I have sisters that are 20 and 16. There is such a difference. You drive into the high school parking lot and it is filled with nice cars. When you pulled into it when I went to school the only nice cars were the teachers cars and a few students that had generous parents(and even those cars weren't that great). I had made a comment to my sister about getting to drive mom's old car and it being nice. She replied with "not really compared to every one else's." When I went to school every one had summer and pt time jobs by the time you were at least a junior. Over half of the senior class only went to school half days and were let out early or came in the afternoon due to work realise. Very few high school students work in the summer or have weekend pt jobs. Parents provide all the needs and majority of the the child's wants.

Yes!! This! I am 21 and went to a certain high school in Minnesota- very wealthy kids that got everything they wanted. The nicest clothes, cars, anything! I was open enrolled and lived in a 2 bed room apartment with my mom dad sister and brother. I worked for nice clothes, and anything else I wanted. My mom and dad gave me everything I NEEDED. Thrift store clothes, roof over my head, food in my tummy every night. I learned what the real world was like real quick and I think that most of the people I went to school with got a real slap of reality after High School.

My sister is 18 and just graduated in May from the same school and went through highschool pissed at my parents because her jeans didnt cost $100 and she drove the family truck or the rusty 1987 car we had.

[Cat Herder]

Originally Posted by Unregistered

This woman must not be a fan of his......

15 kids, 3 baby daddys and she is demanding that someone take responsibility and pay for her children and her suffering.....(listen around the 2:19-2:30 mark) http://www.youtube.com/user/Nightwin...ture=chclk#p/a

[Heidi]

From "These Things I Wish" by Lee Pitts:

For the grandchildren of my generation, these things I wish for you...

I want you to have hand-me-down clothes, homemade ice cream, and leftover meat loaf just like me.

I hope someday you know the love of a pony and the pain of saddle sores

May you learn to appreciate the magic of a firefly and the majesty of a mountain

I truly wish nobody gives you a brand new car when you turn sixteen, and I hope you have a job by then. May you learn to wash the family car and change the oil.

I hope your parents insist that your wsh the dishes, make your bed, mow the lawn, and vacuum the carpet.

This mean, old-fashioned man believes it would be good for you to see a baby calf or colt be born, and your old dog put to sleep.

I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

I trust you'll have to share a bedroom with your younger brother or sister.

Sure, it's all right to draw a line down the middle of the room indicating your half of th space, but when they want to crawl under the covers at night with you because they are scared, I hope you'll let them.

I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your fiends, and that you live in a town where you can do so safely.

On rainy days, I hope you have to hitch a ride with your mom. ANd I hope she deosnt hav to drop you off two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as "uncool" as your mother.

If you want a slingshot, I shope that your mother doesn't fork over the money and your father is around to teach you how to make one.

I truly wish that you learn to entertain yourself early in life by digging in the dirt or reading a book.

Here's hoping you discrover how glorious church can make a Sunday. May you expereience that fee-goo feeling when you put part of your allowance in the collection plate and sing hyms off-key at the top of your voice.

I hope you get teased by your fiends when you have your first cursh on a girl.

I hope you learn humility by getting humiliated, and that you find out about honesty by getting cheated.

I hope you go to college, but not if it;s just to avoid the real world. I trust you will learn how to use those newfangled computers, but don't forget to learn how to add and subtract in your head.

Oh, and I look forward to seeing you in the Fourth of July parade.

I don't care what you want to be when you grow up, but if you want to be a doctor, I hope it's not just because they make lots of money.

And when you talk back to your mother, I hope you learn what soap tastes like.

May you skin our knee climbing a mountain and burn your hand on the stove.

May you get beat when you compete, and may your never expereience an undefeated season. Win or lose, may you look forward to the next competition.

I hope you get trapped ina smoke-filled room and you et sick when some stupid person blows cigar ette smoke in your face. I don't care if you try a beer once, but I sure hope you don't like it very much. And, if a friend offers you a joint or some dope, I hope that you are smart enough to realize he is not your friend.

I sure hope that you take some time to sit on the porch with your grandpa, or go fishing with your uncle.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and know the real meaning of Christmas

I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through the neighbor;s plate-glass window. But I hope she hugs you and gives you a kiss when you bring her a plaster-of-paris mold of your handprint for Christmas.

May you laugh at the rodeo clown, cry when it hurts, and well with pride at the sight of Old Glory.

These things I wish for you...tough times, disappointment, hard work, and most of all....love.


I've had this book for years, and love it. I don't agree with every bit (SOAP?), but love the principle. The illistrations are black & white sketches. Too bad, I can't share those...
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