I love this! It has the perfect note of passive-aggressive subtle hatred, followed by the perfect kick in the arse needed to (hopefully) start breaking this tradition of entitlement.
After all, to all the shitty parents out there, your child is not special, nor does it deserve the world and everything in it. The only difference between your child and a noisy animal is that it's illegal to wallop your child with a rolled-up soggy newspaper when it behaves badly. After all, that would be assault.
Perhaps it is time for the shitty parents to start being not-so-shitty parents, and teaching their child things like disappointment, manners, and common sense. After all, if your child thinks it is perfectly appropriate to bare their bottom and take a dump in the middle of a crowded store, it needs to be taught that, no, you will not be buying those toys, you will not be allowed to have that birthday party next week, and you're grounded for the next three months.
If they think it is appropriate to scream and howl in a crowded restaurant, why not pay your bill and leave? After all, your child wants Burger Barn. So go home and make dinner with what's in the house, take one on the chin, and teach your obnoxious brat that screaming in the restaurant is not appropriate, nor will it get them what they want.
If your rugrat thinks it's hilarious when three people gasp in shock and horror because it dropped the f-bomb, you really need to clean up your language. Children, even badly behaved ones, learn by copying. If profanity is your language, your child will, of course, pick that up, and then they will use it. If the f-bomb is dropped freely in your home, don't be surprised when your "pwecious widdle angel" gets sent home with an angry phone call from the teacher in their kindergarten class for dropping it in the classroom.
To everyone who says spanking is child abuse, I call bullshit. Beating is. Using anything but an open hand is. Two or three firm, yet gentle, swats on the bottom with an open hand is not child abuse, it is a last resort of discipline. Obviously, you use this when everything else fails, when grounding doesn't work, when time outs don't work, taking away toys doesn't work, and when leaving public places doesn't work.
However, bellowing obscenities at the top of your voice at your child does absolutely nothing to solve the problem. Our wonderful neighbors think the best way to stop their child from crying is to shout loudly enough that we hear them through the well-insulated ceiling, "Stop fucking crying!" Right. Like shouting at your child, who, by the thump we heard, either fell or ran into the table or a chair or tripped over the dog and got hurt, is going to stop the crying...
I know, I sound bitter. These are things I've seen happen, things I grow tired of seeing day after day after day.