There Are Places for Screaming Kids
I know if I walk into Toys R Us, McDonald's or Walmart, there's a good chance my ears will be assaulted by the piercing sound of some bratty kid who's screaming his or her little guts out.
The brat's parents are either inured to it, or they just don't give a damn what their kid's screeching is doing to other patrons.
I do not patronize establishments where children are likely to be screaming.
Grocery stores cannot be avoided, but the higher-end the store, the less likely there will be screaming brats present.
If I'm at a restaurant that does not offer a kiddy menu, then I should feel safe to assume little screech owls will not be there, allowed to ruin my meal.
If I'm at a movie rated GP, R or X, then there should be no goddam kids there at all.
If the cost of my meal is $10 or more, same thing.
I can think of two kids who were adorable as toddlers--my nephews Sam and Albert. They were not screamers or tantrum throwers in public. Their daddy (my bro) would have dealt with them later in a manner that would have discouraged further public outbursts.
Rule of thumb: if the locale serves alcohol, children should shut the hell up or we all get to smash pie in their faces or throw ice water at them.
I didn't have kids partly because I don't like all the screaming.
That means I don't want to hear your screaming kids, either.
If you own kids who make scenes in public, make them stop it. Now.