Whack-A-Mole -OR- Floor-Flopping Temper Tantrums

"When I was a child I spoke as a child..."

As a parent, the four words that steeled my spine were "Dad, Can I have...?"
If you are a parent, you're only too familiar...a pony, a puppy, a hamster, a few hundred F-117 Nighthawks, a new bike, that old twenty dollar bill in your wallet, a tax exemption for my profitable enterprise, a happy meal, repeal of Roe v Wade, the complete set of Harry Potter Action Figures, your ATM card and pin number, another $200 Billion for my war machine?

Any parent can testify to the perseverance of a child's mind. When they get locked into a want, things can get a bit trying. Kids have strong skills in survival and staging a scene. There are many, many times when you simply cannot reason with them.

Kids don't know from limits. They must be taught. They'll wail and moan about the unfairness of it all, but ceding to their unreasonable demands is not a viable plan. It's a recipe for incremental, escalating torture.

For them EVERY SINGLE thing is an all or nothing proposition in a ceaseless list of things they want whether needed or not. "If I don't get that new I-Phone with unlimited text and data, I'll just DIE! You just don't understand how important this is. Dad, you can walk to work and skip lunch for a month. That's not asking too much, after all I'm the most important thing in your life! right? You wouldn't want to crush my will to live now would you?

There it is! Welcome to the P.O.G.'s winning strategy. Act like bratty, petulant children, don't take no for an answer. Ask again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. Sooner or later, they'll wear down and say Fuck it and then we win! And that's all that matters. When it all goes to shit, it'll be them that gets blamed for what WE do!