Why this country is going down the toilet

Dreamer

Sealiner
Guys, there is a video clip on News24 from a CCTV showing a mother and her child roaming around a store and then the mother sends the little girl behind the counter to steal some consoles - what are we teaching our kids? That it's ok to steal or take what does not belong to us? This mother should be held accountable and should take the punishment (the same goes for the other adults who were involved).

This is part of the article:
Johannesburg - The owner of a shop in the East Rand Mall says she is shocked after discovering CCTV footage showing a woman directing a young girl to steal game consoles in her shop.

On the video it can be seen how the girl, aged about 5 or 6, is ordered to slip behind the counter of the Super CD shop to grab two portable PlayStation Vita video game consoles while three other adults distract the staff.

The consoles were worth R3 000 each. The child then gave the consoles to the woman and they calmly walk out the shop.

“If they use a child to commit theft, what will they use her for next?” asked the owner of the shop.

Not suspicious

“We don’t suspect anyone coming into the shop, we suspect a young child even less,”.


http://www.news24.com/SouthAfrica/News/CCTV-shows-girl-stealing-from-shop-20120328
 

FRITZABU

Sealiner
The heading ask "why is this country going down the toilet"

That is very easy to answer .The criminal has today more rights , than any law abiding citizen .

With our serious drug problems in this country .Many young kids steal to get funds for their habits !

The parents are not always to blame for the problem . Many of these kids get influenced by mates and that is not any parents fault.

Any one that had children caught up with drugs . Will know what I am talking about .

That is a situation that the government can not . I should rather say will not do anything about . Its their friends/family that is behind most of the drugs rings in South Africa .
 

Fanie

Sealiner
BigBen wrote:
benniejordaan wrote:
J_Bay wrote:
One would hope just being with cops and having their parents called by cops would scare them enough not to do it again...

Eish, hard labor, I remember those days...
Story of my life.

Bunk school - Spread 6m3 of top soil
Caught smoking - Paint the roof
Cheek mom - paint the living room
Bad school marks - tile the kitchen and dining room during holidays

Yo julle het baie paint gehad in daai dae..

:fbash

LOL, jy sien mos hoe paint hy daai lures van hom... ;-)

 

En een gelukkie met "demokrasie", is geloofsvryheid. My swart boek se gee slae! Anner ou se boek se iets anders.

Ons bly nie in 'n demokratiese land nie.  Hulle se maar net so, in 'n demokratiese land is daar nie net een party om voor te stem nie, en die da en die anc is een en dieselfde.

Ek dink dit hang van die kind af of hy slae moet kry of nie.  Ek was gelukkig, ek het nooit nodig gehad om myne pak te gee nie met die uitsondering van 'n paar keer, maar ek het altyd die moeite gedoen om vir hom te verduidelik wat verkeerd is in daardie geval.   Vir hardegat moedswilligheid moet jy soms die agterkant bietjie warm maak sodat die was in die ore kan smelt.

 
 

JVW

Senior Member
sea sick wrote:
dis nie hoe jy jou kinders groot maak nie. dis hoe hulle groot word.

ek weet nie mooi nie, maar stem saam n kind moet pakslae kry
kom ek haal aan:"die enigste manier hoe julle leer is as julle pienk puise boude, pimpel en pers gemoer word"
poena is koning.

buig die boopie terwyl die stam nog dun is.
Ek laaik.
 

JVW

Senior Member
Marthin wrote:
Proverbs 13:24
Whoever spares the rod hates his son, but he who loves him is diligent to discipline him.

Hebrews 12:11
For the moment all discipline seems painful rather than pleasant, but later it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.

Proverbs 23:13-15
Do not withhold discipline from a child; if you strike him with a rod, he will not die. If you strike him with the rod, you will save his soul from Sheol. My son, if your heart is wise, my heart too will be glad.

Proverbs 22:15
Folly is bound up in the heart of a child, but the rod of discipline drives it far from him.

Proverbs 29:15
The rod and reproof give wisdom, but a child left to himself brings shame to his mother.

Proverbs 20:30
Blows that wound cleanse away evil; strokes make clean the innermost parts.

If the Black Book says so, who am i to disagree?
Dankie Marthin,
                         'n Pak slae het nog niemand dood gemaak nie-as my pa my nie pak gegee het nie,was ek nie waar ek nou is nie.Ons het arm groot geword,maar goed-kwaliteit lewe.

P.S.- En lyfstraf in die skole wat uit gewerk is-dis bull.Jou onderwyser was jou ouer deur die dag.
 

Psy

Sealiner
Julius was seated next to a little girl on the airplane when he turned to her and said, 'Let's talk. I've heard that flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger.'
The little girl, who had just opened her book, closed it slowly and said to the him, 'What would you like to talk about?'
'Oh, I don't know,'Julius said. 'How about nuclear power?' and he smiles.
OK, ' she said. 'That could be an interesting topic.
But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff - grass - . Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, and a horse produces clumps of dried grass.
Why do you suppose that is?'
Julius, visibly surprised by the little girl's intelligence, thinks about it and says, 'Yu haikona wena, I have no idea....'
To which the little girl replies, 'Do you really feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know sh1t?
 

Dreamer

Sealiner
An Obituary printed in the London Times - Interesting and sadly true.

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend,Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or a paracetamol to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
 

Mouldz

Sealiner
Dreamer wrote:
An Obituary printed in the London Times - Interesting and sadly true.

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend,Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
- Why the early bird gets the worm;
- Life isn't always fair;
- and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or a paracetamol to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Very true
 
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