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Liberalism is a mental illness thread

 
I've mentioned before that when the institutions were shut down in the latter part of the last century, they simply opened the doors and said be free.
Because Reagan listened to the Liberals.
 
There are people in our government encouraging this, egging it on in some cases.
And they have taught this hack (and many others) that because he has a diagnosis, it is OK for him to act this way.

It is not. He was lied to.
 
And they have taught this hack (and many others) that because he has a diagnosis, it is OK for him to act this way.

It is not. He was lied to.
When I was a kid we didn't ADD and a bunch of other ****.
You simply got beat by your parents or teachers until you learned how to act right.
 
When I was a kid we didn't ADD and a bunch of other ****.
You simply got beat by your parents or teachers until you learned how to act right.
Oh yeah. I was born in ‘70. Belts, big wooden spoons, etc… When I was in 5th grade I started taking taekwondo. I forget what I did to piss off my mom that time but she tried to whack me with a yardstick. I low blocked it and broke it in half. She was livid. Sent me to my room and I knew I was getting my azz beat when my dad got home. When I heard the garage door open I put a magazine down the back of my pants. A few minutes later he came in for my attitude adjustment. One whack and he busted out laughing and walked away. It was a small victory.
 
Oh yeah. I was born in ‘70. Belts, big wooden spoons, etc… When I was in 5th grade I started taking taekwondo. I forget what I did to piss off my mom that time but she tried to whack me with a yardstick. I low blocked it and broke it in half. She was livid. Sent me to my room and I knew I was getting my azz beat when my dad got home. When I heard the garage door open I put a magazine down the back of my pants. A few minutes later he came in for my attitude adjustment. One whack and he busted out laughing and walked away. It was a small victory.
My mother beat the **** out of me until I was about 12 and got big enough to defend myself. She went to smack me across the face for some perceived infraction or imperfection and by reflex I grabbed her wrist and stopped her. She fell down on the floor crying because she realized she couldn't beat me any more.

Much later when I went to mortuary school and had to take some psychology courses I realized she was (is) mentally ill. Anxiety level thru the roof, paranoia, ADD, narcissm, that kind of thing.
 
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