MH900021597The radio news story this morning was devastating.  A college basketball coach was reprimanded for shoving one of his players.  Can you imagine?!  The coach shoved a player!  College officials insisted the coach apologize.   

Worse yet, a teacher almost got fired for raising her voice to a student.
A student was suspended for using his hand to simulate a pistol.

Hardly a day passes but we hear of some parent being accused of child abuse for spanking some brat fully deserving, and benefiting from, a paddling.

Raise your voice or cross an eye and you risk arrest.  But wait.  If you float about in a special class you get a pass, i.e., Alec the Roman Candle, threatening to choke a reporter or kill a congressman.

My high school basketball coach threw a ball at me as hard as he could during practice.  I never saw it coming.  It hit me square in the chest and knocked the wind out. I never even dreamed of complaining, and had I done so, my folks would have told me to buck up, respect your elders, try harder.

Our football coach wasn’t beyond punching people out or knocking them down if they were spaced out or not trying hard enough. 

The old rancher I worked for had a simple approach to cuts and other injuries: wash it out, wrap it up, get back to work.

Today, if little Billy climbs aboard his tricycle without 10 lbs. of plastic strapped to his head, call CPS!  If somebody accidentally gets a scratch in the work place, call an attorney and sign up for disability!

And how do we really know we’ve become Wussy Nation?

The president rides a girl’s bike wearing a plastic helmet, then apologies to Maniac Muzzies for 9/11.

I wonder where the testicles went?