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Reading over the last several comments, I will say that the incidents of physical punishment that stick out in my mind the most and, I would venture, are at least partially responsible for my anxiety in dealing with other people, were the times I was repeatedly struck in anger by my father or yanked (always the upper arms, still unnerves me when I'm grabbed there) by my mother.
The other ones... little to no psychological impact that I can determine.
If I manage to have children, I do not know if I will smack them. I think, if they're like me, they'll need to be smacked. But if they are more like my sister, smacking will be unnecessary.
Where that becomes a problem is if there are multiple children and some warrant smacking and some do not. That creates an inequality that is hard for a child to forget or rationalize.
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"You know what? Fuck the moon! He controls our water and our women. I've had enough!"
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