tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22781533.post8754803433515589730..comments2024-03-23T14:04:57.635-05:00Comments on Father Hollywood: Glamping?Rev. Larry Beanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06705910892752648940noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22781533.post-30432963219966806712007-08-26T18:46:00.000-05:002007-08-26T18:46:00.000-05:00FH, I agreed with probably every line in your pos...FH, I agreed with probably every line in your post about what the mother should have done and what was wrong with her. I just don't want to leave out the deeper problem here, as real as all the other ones are. My comments would probably go without saying in another time. But in our own time, I think they need to be stated.<BR/><BR/>While we did a lot of traveling together, our family had one main camping trip to Lake Shasta when I was younger. It rained almost every day the whole week. And it was awesome. We played an uncountable number of games of "Spoons."<BR/><BR/>I am still up for strenuous hiking, but have a hard time sleeping in a tent after the bear encounter my last trip to Yosemite.solarbloggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17506179756577015681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22781533.post-84038665023150279312007-08-25T23:58:00.000-05:002007-08-25T23:58:00.000-05:00Solarblogger:I do think mom could go camping along...Solarblogger:<BR/><BR/>I do think mom could go camping along with the family without maids and butlers and all the whining about how sleeping in a tent isn't like sleeping at the Four Seasons and dining at Emeril's. She could go along with the boy's father as the boy learns to fish and hike. She could quit being so self-centered. <BR/><BR/>With all due respect to the General, camping need not be dodging Korean bullets and trekking in the Himalayas in a loincloth eating Yeti droppings (as fun as that might be). I do think sleeping in a tent, hiking, and telling stories over a fire can be enjoyed by the whole family. Maids, butlers, fancy wines and dining, and bills of hundreds of dollars a day turn the experience into something plastic and phony. <BR/><BR/>Like I said, my family went camping together, and it was a blast. I loved being around both my mother and my father. My mom was not masculine in the least, and yet she did enjoy the closeness we all had when being together on trips like this, seeing the flora and fauna, and the mountains.<BR/><BR/>The mother could also allow her son to join the Boy Scouts so he could learn (and enjoy) more primitive camping and survival skills. She could also knock off the first class plane tickets on every occasion and give him the occasional experience of riding a subway, a bike, or a bus. I don't think parents do their children any good by sheltering them like this.<BR/><BR/>Mothers have a huge role in their sons' development into men (just as fathers are crucial to their daughters' growth into women) - and I think this lady (and her husband) are dropping the ball.<BR/><BR/>They're putting their snobbery ahead of their children.Rev. Larry Beanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06705910892752648940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22781533.post-48695192938453018652007-08-25T13:36:00.000-05:002007-08-25T13:36:00.000-05:00The problem here is not what the mother is or isn'...The problem here is not what the mother is or isn't doing. The problem is, no mother can do this for a boy. If she takes him "unglamping" (unglamorous camping), it won't help his development, either. Well, not where it needs the help.<BR/><BR/>Mom can't build a boy's masculinity. She doesn't have it. The ones who think they do will probably do more damage with their simulated version than would be done leaving things undone. All she could teach would be how hard it is to simulate it. He'll miss the ease of the real thing where it's easy.<BR/><BR/>I remember an old "Odd Couple" episode. Felix decides to be a big brother. Oscar barges in and offers to take the kid down to the pool hall. When the mother comes back with the boy the next week, Felix attempts an apology for what damage Oscar must have done. The mother stops him. "That was exactly what he needed." Yes, there was some fine-tuning she had to do on his public behavior afterwards. But she knew what she, as a single mom, couldn't offer. Well, that kind of thing was understood better in about 1972.solarbloggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17506179756577015681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22781533.post-75301390206364178722007-08-23T23:26:00.000-05:002007-08-23T23:26:00.000-05:00Frozen Chosen? I thought that was the Presbyteria...Frozen Chosen? I thought that was the Presbyterians! (OK before anyone gets all riled up, I heard that one from a Presbyterian.)<BR/><BR/>I'll put my survival skills on the line -- if it's a matter of survival. Otherwise I don't find knowing the difference between a teaspoon and a tablespoon any real assault on my masculinity. I've enjoyed camping as in canoes and portaging in Minnesota, and do not associate camping with fifth wheels and KOA. These days, roughing it to me is a regular room rather than a suite. As to hostiles, I ain't gonna go there unless some show up.Past Elderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10541968132598367551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22781533.post-45159374492763520382007-08-23T18:13:00.000-05:002007-08-23T18:13:00.000-05:00For what it's worth, your indignation reminds me o...For what it's worth, your indignation reminds me of how I feel when people uses the word camping to describe anything other than sleeping in a tent or in the open. ;-)Anonymous Lutheranhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13146153012785131550noreply@blogger.com