I was feeling sentimental yesterday when I read Anne Sokol’s truncated but articulate review of Tedd Tripp’s bait-and-switch book Shepherding A Child’s Heart. Sokol did good work. She’s right, of course, about Tripp. And the comments that followed were oh-so-reminiscent of five years ago when I was also couch-bound with a sick child and a sick self arguing with spanking-as-sacrament fundies. Good times.
Someday I’ll find the “letters” somebody from that site wrote my employer telling me to be fired because of what I said. Someday. I always do.
kids are inferior.
And before you and your cohorts jump on me with the endless cumin-mincing insults, let me just say that this is just too perfect an unwitting condensation of all that is wrong with fundamentalist parenting. It has roots, but not in Scripture.
I explain it more thoroughly in another, much older post. But for now, I’ll just say, there’s no Jesus in this. None.
No wonder they wanted me fired.