So, CNN recently posted an article about the raging dispute over whether or not kids should be allowed in bars in Brooklyn. No, not unattended. (If that were the case I'd be sending P to the local pub every afternoon so mommy could watch her stories.) But, rather, if it's acceptable for parents to bring their kids with them to a bar.It sparked a very interesting debate between my friend and I. I am for it cuz if a parent doesn't deserve a beer, who does? But she wants freedom from the family. Both, I think, are very valid points.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I find other people's children so unbelievably awesome that I don't mind them sitting on a stool next to me while I sip a French Martini, it's just that I don't really think we can judge or restrict others' actions. If that were the case I would ban all stupid people from screwing with my time and space at the drugstore, on the subway, walking slow on the sidewalk (I'd have the "stupid" police on speed dial). But, alas, as much as I wish I could, I can't. Also, I think that if you live in a neighborhood like mine (Park Slope, Brooklyn) you can't expect to have a child-free experience. I'm not saying we're out grabbing a cocktail at midnight but if I want a glass of wine before junior's bedtime I should be able to have one.
Most of the arguments I have heard consist of judging another person's parenting or that the child disrupts the arguer's experience. In some respects I agree with the latter (not the former) but quite honestly how many times have you been in a bar/pub/resturaunt and there was a rowdy, annoying group of men or women that you wished would just shut the hell up and go away?
What do you think?
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Obviously this "Paula" (if you are in fact a woman, since every female I know refers to their breast as "sagging tits") is NOT the Paula on this site, so readers please see this comment as the ridiculous rantings of a madman, which it is. Also, and just a side note, you have NO idea what our breasts look like AND bringing my child into a bar in NO WAY equals showing said breasts...this is NOT Girls Gone Wild at Mardis Gras! Grow up. If you want to add an intelligent counter viewpoint to the discussion we'd be happy to hear it, otherwise please keep your 13 year old boy mentality to yourself.
And yes, I second that...nobody wants to see floppy tits hanging out for all to see. Gross.
For the record Susan, I'm a bit unusual in these parts in that I support an establishments right to decide whether or not they want kids in their place. I may not like it - but I figure it's their choice how to run their business. But if they take an approach similar to yours -- all bets are off. I'm curious though, would you actually say that to me in person? Just wondering. And by the way, I bottle fed. Not that it's any of your business.
Paula
Two questions:
1. Are you available for babysitting?
2. If the "titties" (as every woman that I know calls them) are small and perky, does your objection still stand?
I wouldn't go dragging my tot around to the pub at 10 PM, but if parents want to bring a well-behaved child out while they have a beer or two, what's wrong with that? Who disrupts my experience more--a sleeping baby or a drunk loudmouth Red Sox Nation a-hole? Buy that baby a drink!
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