Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Historical Parenting: Aztecs





The life of the Aztec family began with marriage that had been arranged by parents or other relatives, though, unlike the Europeans and far East cultures, the children had to give consent.

Now here is where things start to get a little cray-cray. Men could marry how ever many women they liked, however only the first wife got any sort of celebration ceremony. All
 the wives were meant to be treated as equals - with each other , not to the husband, that would be stupid. Aztecs saw women as infurior morons. Of course men were seen as the head of the house and family, women got to do all sorts of inthralling stuff like: cooking, cleaning, weaving, and....that's it.

What with all this Sister Wives shit, you may think that there is no need for infidelity, the Aztecs thought so too. If your were accused of adultery your balls were cut off and then you were put to death. So keep your Aztec ding-dong in your pants (or one of your many wives pants)!

Aztec children got to do cool shit like try and not be chosen for sacrifice, while parents got to do cool shit like try and have their kids chosen for sacrifies, a true sign of good luck -I guess the Aztecs didn't get irony, or maybe they did and are now laughing their Aztec ass's off some where?

it is estimated that between 10,000 - 20,000 human sacrifices were made each Aztec year (18 months). The lucky tribute would be painted, placed on a slab (So come up to the lab. And see what's on the slab. Now we are all reading this in Tim Curry's Frank n Furter voice) where their heart would be ripped from their chest and held up to the sun. Then the body would be chucked down some stairs, then possibly fed to animals, head stuck on a spike, or maybe some cannibalism. Sometimes these crazy Aztecs would sacrifice by arrows, drowning, burning, or just good ol' mutilation - YUM!

As parents of today we have to worry about all kinds of shit like bath salts or Justin Beiber, luckily human child sacrifice isn't one of those things.


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