When I was young a punishment for misbehaving was having to stay inside while your friends and siblings played games outside. It was torture. To the disbelief of my former, younger co-workers I did not get around in a horse and buggy. It was a 1987 Caprice Classic, thank you very much! My son’s punishment is simple: I take away electronics. Yesterday he lost his IPod for his attitude. He walked around all day sulking like he lost his best friend. It made me wonder what he does on that thing. I have given him a lecture and warning. Until now, I trusted he wouldn’t click on anything inappropriate. Then,…