Pep Rally Joke - Haha, you just made out with your mom!!!

I'm shaking my head at how times have changed.
I can't ever imagine my parents, or the parents of any of my high school friends doing something like this.
Parents back then behaved like grown ups and we looked up to them for it.

 

Wow, I feel really weird after the joke I made in Pointless Announcements yesterday.

From the video, I didn't see anything that was too bad.
Of course, it was only a little bit, but from what you can see, it looked like everyone was enjoying the prank.
I think it was harmless fun.

 

meh

 

that's pretty messed up. could have some potential to make things really awkward lol

 

Gotta keep the therapy industry running somehow

 

Oedipus would be proud!

 

I'm open-minded about most things, but this is just gross. I might have been willing to shrug it off if it were just a peck on the lips or something fairly innocent, but some of those parents seemed a little too interested in going for sensuality/realism.

 

Thats just some good old fashion family memories right there... oh and yeah.... its a little f-ed up.

 

Reading the comments on the Youtube vid ... I saw:
"Pedobear would have been there but then he took an arrow to the knee."
On behalf of Dragonborns everywhere, I laughed.

Anyway ... Borla well, well, well .... I just don't know. My head spins, because my mother would have died before doing something like that, and I'd have died before allowing it. If it had happened, I'd have been traumatized.

So I try to step into their shoes ... and the only way I can prevent myself from slipping out again, is by remembering the social analysis quoted in our recent thread on 'hazing'. That the undercurrent psychology of this ritual could be one of those 'bonding by extreme violation' phenomena. I so don't buy into any of that kind of stuff, but it's the best I can do to try to 'think myself into' this event.

I think the parents that went a bit too far were playing to the gallery, and that the rest were going for a more innocent prank. However, I do see a chance for serious traumatisation or repercussions. I see the potential for some people to comply with social expectation in that context, but have stuff to sort out when they got home. Heh ... I stand by what I say, but I can FEEEEEL it as a rationalization of a visceral Ewwwwwwwwnononono reaction. Nature or nurture? I don't know or care.

I'd have run a mile, but I took an arrow to the knee.

 

storm in a tea cup, much?

I'd probably find it a bit awkward if I was one of the students and that was my mum, but I'd see the funny side of it. How do get "offended" by that?

 

Ok, the parent that put her kids hand on her ass might have went too far. We don't know if she did, we don't know that family's life. We don't know the life of that community, this is an annual thing, no?
Everybody either knew that they were on camera or at least in front of a crowd. It was entertainment, it was fun, it was a a hair less than innocent.

I'm with the tempest in a teapot group.

In my family, four sisters and Mom and me (guy) we had a bit of a tradition that looking back could be seen as similar, but I look back on it fondly. Here it is, I'll share it and you can do it with your family.

You know that favorite T-shirt you got? It's faded to the point that only you remember what the graphics used to say? Or those jeans with so many holes people wonder how you put them on without ripping them more? (you know you almost always rip them more, but that's the point) This was before you paid extra for the holes? It didn't have to be ruined, it could be something as innocent as a plaid shirt with a polka dot tie. That stuff was embarassing the family when you wore it, no matter how much you loved the grunge.
Well, one sister would comment on the article or just look at you with such mischief and you knew what was coming. It was never planned, it was just an idea that popped in someone's head 'git him/her'. You'd think, 'if I go around the kitchen table, I might make it down the hall and up the stairs where I could changed and hide my prize jeans. Nope.

One sister woould grab a hand full of t-shirt and RIIIPPPP. Mom, she was quite young then, got a hold of the jeans and the next thing you know the leg is no longer stratigically airy it's just gone.

Anyway, long story short, you're left standing there in your bvd's with shreads of what used to be your favorite get up and more often than not with dollar bills thrown at you (like a stripper) for replacement cost

I gave as good as I got and it was never sexual even if we ended up damned near naked

 

Seems a bit odd to me, I confess. Then again, I never went to pep rallies in high school. I admit, when I was skipping them and blazing up in the student parking lot with my friends, I figured what was going on in the gym was sports-related, and not quasi-incestuous, but either way, it sounds worth skipping....