you threw on the floor? now, pick it up, son, and quietly lay it on the table, and come over here and apologize to your mother, and then go upstairs and get that spool of thread." and the boy says, "i will not." and the father says, "son, you will pick up that comic book and put it on the table quietly and walk over here and apologize to your mother." and the boy begins to weep and to cry. and the father says to him, "son, your weeping and your crying and your lamenting means nothing at all, nor will we even discuss it. son, you pick up that 