Rental Units

DISCLAIMER: THIS POST WILL BE OFFENSIVE TO MANY PEOPLE WHO CONSIDER THEMSELVES GOOD PARENTS.

They say it takes a village to raise a child. And I’m about to agree with that notion. The first thought that comes to mind is the African village from the movie “Roots” where there were tons of close-knit people living in separate huts. Each hut family was a part of the bigger family which was the village. Now I don’t know if Hut #2 could whoop the kids in Hut #7, or if Hut #3 arranged marriages with Hut #9. But everything in my gut tells me that these people at least had each other’s back: they went to the lake (or whatever) together for water, Kunta’s mom shared recipes with the aunt in Hut #6, and no White man was gonna sneak in at night without somebody screaming. I believe all of this to be true!

Here we are now in weak ass 2012 (ask me later on why I hate this life and much rather be partying with MJ) and the family unit still exists in some capacities. Personally, I have a huge net of folks who have my back when I need, and I couldn’t be more grateful. Not one time has my Granny not answered the phone when I called unless she was out getting cigarettes. Not one time did a cousin cry out for anything, and some aunt/uncle didn’t figure out a way to make it happen. And please believe we’re coming with guns & knives that might land us in jail really harsh words for anybody who ‘jumps stupid.’ That is what family is for.

But something happened along the way for me…just speaking for me… and I seem to have lost a couple of MAJOR members of this supposed family unit. And I can’t fucking believe it.

One of them we’ll call Stapleton. He’s a gotdamn idiot in all aspects of the word. No brain exists inside his skull. He has continuously made mistakes throughout his crummy life and runs from the consequences. And is still running!

Another member of this unit is perhaps the one who lets me down the most. I don’t know how many times we have to fight, kiss, then make-up, but I’m sick of that shit, too. For real. “Sorry” loses it’s connotation when you say it more than once and it pertains to the same situation. If the only (late working) employee gets your order wrong at White Castle [sorry], then corrects it and drops it to the floor before bringing it to you [sorry], THEN makes the same incorrect order yet again [sorry], how long before you say fuck it, I wanted McNuggets anyway??? My point exactly.

Pay attention folks–it’s about to get good.

Before I continue this rant, I must admit that I have no children. Never bore any, never conceived any. So I am not a parent in any sense of the word until I can claim Mona The Mazda on my income tax return. But I can probably tell you what a parent is NOT all day and all night. Still got your attention? Shall we?

1) A parent doesn’t put the needs of others before their children. The child comes first.

2) A parent doesn’t run away when shit hits the fan. Run away from a bad date or Freddy Krueger, but not your problems.

3) A parent listens to the needs of their children then responds accordingly. (Good ex: teenager needs help with Algebra, you find a tutor. Bad ex: teenager needs help with Algebra, you find a psycho-therapist. PROBLEM: you weren’t listening and completely missed the point.)

4) A parent should not use their child’s name/identity to open store card or credit card accounts. Grow the fuck up.

5) A parent wants to see their child succeed and become an adult who is not dependent on them. This is a helluva lot different than pushing the child away. Don’t do that.

6) A parent gives their child advice based on their own experiences so the child can hopefully not make the parent’s mistake. The parent also listens to the shit they say themselves because they can learn from it.

7) A parent does not monetize their relationship with the child (re-read that & think about it). They should teach them about money and it’s value, and learn from that shit as well.

8) A parent should provide a stable environment in which the child will grow.

9) A parent is an adult, therefore should act like one.

alright i’m done.

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