Lynn - posted on 05/08/2013 ( 1 mom has responded )
When I was a kid, not only did the principal have a paddle, we kids actually respected the teachers, at least to their face so they could teach their classes. Only one kid was what I'd call ADD, and he didn't last long. After multiple disruptions, even after his desk was placed to the side of everyone else's, the teacher drug him by the ear to the principal, and we never saw him again. If a teacher was incompetent or abusive, we told our parents, they talked to other parents, and if it was agreed there was a trend, the topic would make it to the principal or the school board. Or, if the kid was alone and misinterpreting, their parent would nip the complaint in the bud and tell the kid what they needed to do differently. If kids were abusive, kids would talk among themselves, and if a bully got out of hand, they'd get their comeuppance, and everything was normal again. This usually happened during gym class, and the gym coach knew exactly who deserved what, and was fair. If two kids had a quarrel, everyone knew it meant a fight just after classes, and just before loading into the school buses. Everyone would rush out and form a fight area for the two in a quarrel. The bus drivers would count to 10, then start to walk out of their buses. You took the hint and loaded up, or the larger bus rivers would drag you apart, and you'd better load onto the bus immediately after that. No one needed to continue - a point had ben made that someone ticked someone off enough to warrant a fight. Everyone was involved in a good solution after that, and no adults were generally needed. Our bus drivers were parents of our classmates, and knew our parents (we graduated 70-80 kids a year). No one was stupid enough to keep fighting and involve the principal or teachers. Everyone had pocket knives easily seen in the outline of their jeans pockets. We needed them to get back inside our gym lockers to get dressed after gym, as they were always breaking closed. No one ever stabbed anyone. If someone thought someone insulted them, they'd say so, to that person's face, and if it was a misunderstanding, it was corrected. It not, meet me outside after school. No one tattle taled. Everyone knew that administration had no clue and their decisions were always not in anyone's best interest.
Fast forward to today. Today's new college kids and graduates will run to Human Resources the moment they think any of their coworkers is even implying something about them (such as giving an example of something happening to someone, resulting the similarly to the student, but with a different cause, and they jump to think that the parallel was implying their case was 100% the same, including the cause ... or asking a new hire for information to help them, but they interpret it as possibly gathering it to come after them technically -- such as let's bring our resumes and swap experiences and goals -- when the intent, hinted by management, was to get to know skills to see if they were a good candidate for a special overseas assignment). Instead of discussing it with the fellow employee, they immediately run to HR. Don't they understand that HR only cares about legal implications, and nothing good can come of it? And that all trust, or hope of future trust, is completely lost?
Are we raising children bred to insta-tattle on parents and coworkers? Isn't this going to undermine their ability to succeed? We used to not be afraid to confront someone and deal with issues. If it meant fists, so what. Now we completely avoid any and all confrontation and backstab our associates, even when no harm was meant. Is Corporate America today even more in control than the Third Reich, or the Communist Party ever dreamed?