Children and morality two
Two parts to morality exist (in my opinion). The morality of the day, and the moral code of conduct.
If I believe in anarchy, then no rules exist, but that which I make for self, and of course I would be a potential conflict of interest to my neighbor. Even in an anarchist environment there are rules (power/gold rule (he who has the power or the gold, rules absolutely)), which means I might cease to exist, if he was stronger than me, and no sweat off of his nose.
The problem with this way of thinking is simple, mutual annihilition. I want what you got, you want what I got, we fight. If we are equal in strength, and reserves, stalemate, or we kill eachother.
Survival of the fittest, or strongest, or smartest animal.
However, even animals have some sort of moral code. A beastial sense of honor, if you will.
And of course the Judaic/Christian Bible refers to this. (Paraphrased -would you give stones to your children to eat? Of course not. So if you provide your children with bread, how much more will God provide you and yours...)
There is an absolute moral code of conduct, that separates Man from animal.
It has nothing to do with current beliefs in "taboo" subjects which change with the wind, rather it is base on the basic golden rule.
"Allow me (and mine) to exist, and I will allow you and yours to exist."
That is the base moral code of conduct. Everything else is like layers of an onion, of which we as a community agree to mutually uphold.
Jesus tried to get us to go one better, and the Wiccans preach a similar tote: Harm no one.
I made it simple for my kids. Treat everyone as though they had a bit of you in them, because they do. And being that you respect yourself, you must therefore respect the life in them.
There have been tough times with them (particularly dealing with being raised in both the deep south and the very north of the US), where morality issues conflict even to this day. But considering others as part of ourselves, seems to have smoothed a lot of the potential conflicts away. And I think they are much stronger and gentler for it.
I had a son who saw me on TV in the news, during the Haitian operations (repatriating the refugees to their island home), and his comment when I came home was "How could you touch those filthy people..., let alone treat them and hold them."
My response was, "What if it were you, the Haitians were touching treating and holding, though you were filthy, tired and starving? How would you feel then?"
Being a teenager, he walked away (to think about it). Found him later wiping his eyes, and admitting he would be grateful.
Isn't raising children great?!