When smacking children was out lawed it criminalised caring, honest parents. The children it sought to protect from vicous beatings were not protected as inflicting injury on a child has always been an offence. Smacking children is perfectly acceptable so long as it is infrequent, a last resort and most importantly the children know why they are being smacked and they were aware that this was likely prior to doing whatever they did wrong..
Our current laws have tied everyone hands. It is like a nightmare where you are on the railroad tracks and the train is coming but you can not move. Nothing can be done until AFTER a tragedy has occurred.. Minutes later, overcome with emotion, she raises her hands to her face and appears to sob. Finally, they’re escorted away, taken back into an elevator. And there something astonishing happens.
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Comment number 6. At 13:03 2nd Feb 2013, BluesBerry wrote: It’s not that I (always) disagree with BBC coverage. Yes, on occasion I have accused BBC of Bias, but what troubles me most is the “feeling” that I am never getting the full picture, that BBC seems (in fact) to be justifying western actions..
(Fine Line)A Mongolian Tale A Chinese boy and a Mongolian girl, raised together in the vast East Asian steppes by a kindly shepherd, are separated when they become adults despite their love for one another. Directed by China’s Xie Fei, who made the shattering Women From the Lake of Scented Souls.”Night Falls on Manhattan A cop turned district attorney prosecutes a big case that tears his personal life apart. Andy Garcia, Richard Dreyfuss and Lena Olin star in yet another gritty urban morality play from Serpico” and Twelve Angry Men” director Sidney Lumet.
An insane amount. Well one day my friend, a few more friends, be and I are all at the bar and my friends talk me into telling her my feelings she denies me saying not ready and didn even think about it. After than I went and started sleeping around a bit and trying to friendzone myself so its easier.
“What is the use,” she said, “of expatiating upon the depths to which your vengeful nature can sink? You cannot move me either by threats or deeds. My baby cannot judge yet for himself, but I, his mother, can foresee that should it have been given him to survive to man’s estate he would willingly sacrifice his life for the honour of his mother. Love him as I do, I would not purchase his life at such a price.