I think Ralf is right. My father was of the Bill Cosby mind of thinking..."
I brought you into this world son, I can take you out. It makes no difference to me because I can make another one look just like you.
me and mar the other day sat in the burger king playground and watched as a little fucking 5 year old pwned her mother. She said time to go the kid ran in the playset again. this went on for about 15 minutes, mom was too damn lazy to go in after her and the kid would just whine and say "one more time mom one more time"
When it was time for us to go we said"Alright time to go" The three of them lined up according to hieght and weight and put shoes on and coats..
The diffference? I have a belt at home with the word RESPECT painted in white. I dont use it but the kids know it is there. That and when I get angry or need to be heard my baritone voice can be raised to the point it will make James Earl Jones cringe.
My children are raised the same way I was. To respect your parents, but also to understand each and every bad deed meets with consequences. Every good deed meets with praise and perhaps a reward.