When I was a kid, “time out” meant that time you were unconscious. It was the 50s. It wasn’t merely custom for parents to spank kids, I think it was required by law. At any rate it never hurt any of us, and it turned us into model citizens instead of the stuff I see in public today. It could cure ADD, too. Our teachers and principal were allowed to use corporal punishment and if you got it at school you got it all over again at home (I hated the telephone for that reason). So instead of turning out to be drug dealers, slackers or serial killers we turned out to be soldiers, professors, police officers and doctors. When I check my old first grade yearbook (no kindergarten back then in our area), all of us turned out well. And we were allowed to bring our cap guns to school to play cops and robbers or cowboys. Also about every boy had a small pocket knife. None of us ever cut another kid or brought a real gun to school and shot anyone. None of our little egos were damaged (the girls were universally well-behaved – unlike us boys) and none of us got a “complex” from being spanked in school.