I see you, dear pro-spanking parent, in my local Wal-Mart, with your screaming punching bag err child. I see where you're headed, and I'm not talking about where you're headed once you get out of check out. Divine Witness, marking to the Divine Legal Peacekeeper, the Lord thy God, the damages you have inflicted on your child.
And I say it out loud these days, behind your back, to your face, all in one, parallel to you. You hear my judgment, and I gauge your entitlement by how much you avoid me or how much you protest me with looks. I can smell parent entitlement from a mile away. Kill parents like oxen, and execute them by hanging them up while letting their blood - then righteously crucify them for three days, as a measure to scare other parents straight. THAT type of anti-spanking survivor. We hate you here at anti-spanking here at children's rights. Light a candle for all the parents victimized by parents without earthly legal recourse. May the good Lord bring them Divine Justice.
God is watching, dear parents, and I am His extension, called to be judge and jury over every parent.
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