Maybe if people would start to understand that there is far more to life than drinking and bragging about how much marijuana you smoke society wouldn’t be so damn stupid.
PEOPLE, YES – “YOU”, we have to start teaching our children about family structure. Eating at a table without television or cell phones, watching family television shows each evening, discussing positive topics, hugging just because and, MOST OF ALL, teaching our children to have respect.
We now have three generations of children raising children and what will their children’s children be like as they grow into disrespectful adults without a concept of Mother, Father and child?
Who will be the politicians and how will they run our country when the majority of them do not even know what politics is?
Babies raising babies raising babies.

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