From a psychological perspective, I don’t think ruling by fear is as effective as ruling by reason.
I don’t have kids, but I don’t plan on spanking them. I, however, am a perfect case study because my parents were divorced and had entirely different views on the issue. I’ve always been highly adaptable and I behave in different ways depending on what the situation demands, so I actually did have different behavior with each parent.
My dad: Strict, traditional, and would beat me bare-bottomed with a belt. He did this mainly when I was younger, I remember the highest frequency happening from age 3 or 4 until age 7 or 8. Even after he stopped, he would use it as a threat. To this day, I have some real resentments toward him regarding this. I wasn’t a bad kid, maybe a little naughty sometimes, but nothing I remember doing ever warranted this sort of response. It really, really hurt and the whole ordeal was traumatic. The result wasn’t even an obedient kid.. I got into more bad stuff when I was living with my dad than with my mom. Real juvenile delinquent stuff, breaking windows, sling-shotting rocks at passing cars, shoplifting, arson, hanging out with gang members.. in other words, I rebelled. Not only that, I think what I learned was that I could do bad stuff, but to be smart about it and not get caught. Not exactly the lesson my dad was trying to teach, I think.
My mom: Didn’t believe in spanking. Instead, she tried to keep open channels of communication and would answer my questions on any topic, in a non-judgemental fashion. Her punishments were groundings, restriction of activities, and forced labor. Much more effective, and the discussions we had allowed me to make responsible decisions when it came to sex, drugs, alcohol, and other illegal activities. The worst things I did living with her were dropping a water balloon on a construction worker next door and shooting at a neighbor’s window with my BB gun.
Honestly, when I look back, I truly value my mother’s parenting style. She and my step-dad treated me as a reasonable being. They gave me a long leash because they believed in and trusted me, and I liked that and didn’t want to disappoint them. I began to pride myself on the things they were proud of in me, my resilience, adaptability, maturity, and responsibility. As such, I worked to keep them proud of me.
I’m grateful I was given so many opportunities to explore the world on my own terms and to learn how the world works first-hand. Knowing I made certain decisions made failure more bitter, but it also made my successes sweeter.