I didn’t even get a chance to say hello. “The end is near,” an alarmed Rick O’Shea said when I picked up the phone.
I knew from long experience not to begin the panic process based upon anything that comes out of the mouth of my childhood pal. He has been known to predict the end of the world because a coffee shop was out of his favorite brand of artificial sweetener. But, the panic in his voice made me curious, so I had to ask:
Why should I start building a bomb shelter this time, Rick?
“Haven’t you seen the news? Some nurse from
Of course I can believe it. We live in
“Can you even imagine how that would work? Any kid who didn’t get candy in the grocery store line could just whip out their cell phone and call the police. Suddenly, any time a parent said, ‘no,’ it would be a chance for the kid to make up stories about being spanked. Kids aren’t exactly known for rational behavior, and they’re the ones who will be enforcing the law. The entire power structure of the home would change; parents would live in fear of their children. Never mind what would happen if a person gave his or her kid a pop on the fanny in public. Why, they’d be hauled off in chains! Chains!”
Come on, I’m sure it won’t be that bad.
“You don’t have any kids; you have no idea what’s going to happen. You’re an English major, didn’t you read 1984? Spanking will just be the beginning; once the government gets into your house, they’ll go all the way. Kids will be encouraged – heck, rewarded if they turn their parents in for any little thing, and Massachusetts will become a police state.”
Well, I guess you had better call your state representative and ask them to vote against the bill.
“Tim, I’m a Republican. This is
Then it looks like you are going to blow the college fund money on Christmas presents this year.
“Sure, laugh it up. I’m in serious trouble here. I only spank my kids in extreme situations, and then it’s nothing to speak of, but can you imagine if this law was around when we were kids? My mother used to call neighbors over to spank me when her hand got tired; and do you remember The Belt?” Rick shuddered a moment before continuing, “My dad used to double it up and SNAP! The noise alone would make a person’s shorts go tan.”
My aunt one time spanked me with a wooden spoon. I’m not sure I remember why, or anything else from that day for that matter, but I’m sure I deserved it. In fact, my brothers and sister still talk about the day my uncle gave The Board of Education to my parents for a gift. It was a dark day.
“Without The Board of Education, I’m sunk. If I even threaten it, they’ll laugh in my face.” Rick’s voice got very soft. “Those kids will eat me alive…why, they’ll make me watch the Wiggles…the horror…the horror.”
There was a click, and the phone went quiet.