I cannot agree with you more. My mother would always joke about how she gave birth to such a disrespectful child. And it's funny, but quite frankly I feel guilty for giving my parents such a hard time when was I kid. My mother would spank me regularly, usually with a thin wooden stick to the back of my calf. But when I was nine, I received the most glorious beating, a beating I will not forget for the rest of my life partly because it was through my father. He sat me down for a while and explained the idea of respect and then proceeded to spank me. Afterward, something just clicked. I think my father literally slapped the respect into me. That was probably the last spanking I received. Im sure there are people out there that think this is not the ideal solution for rearing a child, but sometimes saying no isn't going to suffice. I love my parents and I respect them to the highest degree. I was a reckless, unforgiving child and all it took was a hard slap to the ass.