Beatings don't work, you telling me all the hardcore criminals in prison their parents never laid a hand on them? The reality is it's the total opposite, their parents were not doubt overly zealous with the belt, fist, and maybe boot. Beating your children doesn't make them respect you either, they fear you and later in life they resent you and don't give two shyts when sancho is slapping you around at the old folks home and you are drowning in your own piss and shyt.
My dad used to hit me, Iam white by the way, what I hated the most ,was my mother telling me to go upstairs after I had done whatever I had done, and then waiting hours for him to get home, when he finally did get home, I would listen to my mother telling in exaggerated terms what I had done, making him ever angrier ,then he would go upstairs and beat the shyt out of me. It was the waiting I hated most rather than the beating,or when my brother got in trouble and I had to listen to his cries,my younger brother got it worse than me because I was always the 'favourite' ,I just got it more often because I was in trouble more, setting fires, swearing at teachers, fighting.
. I also resented my mother, after he had done, coming into my room and acting all concerned at the bruises on my buttocks and back, and then going after my dad, and being angry with him, saying he had gone too far. What? it was her that wound him up in the first place, he had been at work all day, he had been drinking with his mates in the pub and then comes home to a screeching wife, telling him about his disobedient son..... What did she think was going to happen?
So , what exactly did that teach me? I carried on getting into trouble, and thanks to my genetics by the time I was just 14 I was bigger than my dad, and one time ,he came in my room, after my mothers snitched ,he backhanded me across the mouth ,and I slammed him against a wall and choked,him out,he was going purple when my mother came in and I stopped due to her screams , He never laid a hand on me again(he did my brother though), and I did whatever I wanted, ,he did tell me though,that if I touched him again, he would do me with an iron bar...
I still love my father despite, the feelings I have, but I will never ,ever touch one of my own children,this shyt runs through families, my grandfather was much worse than my dad, my grandad used a dog lead and would beat my father for nothing ,at least I had actually been naughty.The weird thing was,I got on better with my grandad than I did my dad,despite how violent he was, he never touched me. I plan to break the cycle, and if I have a wife, who nags me to beat my child, she will be out on her ass.
So it's not just Black children who get beat. And it is just as'effective' in the results... Why would you hurt a child you feed ,clothe and supposedly love? It has the opposite effect, I never have choked anyone else out apart from my father that one time, If I had been a bit stronger I would have killed him.
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She only escalated things and never helped them, I swear she enjoyed hearin us get thrashed. All good now though, I told my dad off a little while ago he knows not to call me or even bother sayin "hey" to me, beatings only taught me to avoid that nikka and that's what I did all my life and I'll still do it, I don't let them near my friends, girlfriend and probably will allow them minimal contact with my kids if I have any. Some kids don't need beatings and some due, a whooping isn't a universal fix for every child on the planet, maybe they just want some attention or they're havin a hard time at school or some shyt. 
enough.