Parents don't have to provide cars, or cell phones or potato chips or soda or computer access or pretty posters on the wall or access to after-school activities or non-ugly-clothing. Some of that list would go away (not trashed but put out of reach) the first time it happened. All of that list and few more would go away if major defiance happened again.
First of all, I agree with this post. It seems very strict, but also fair, especially if the kid gets a chance to earn back the withheld belongings.
But it did make me think of one of the few times I gave my mother a really hard time.
I refused to do my part of the "company" chores (getting ready for company. My part was to clean both bathrooms and my own bedroom so the kids that were visiting could
trash my stuff
play in my bedroom. My mother was furious that I would stand up to her. (which was kinda weird, since most of the time, standing up to her calmly would earn me the chance to state my case, and possibly compromise. Not this time.)
So I dug in my heels, sat in the middle of my bed and refused to do anything. And made it clear any uninvited (nonresidents, even I wasn't dumb enough to eject Mom or my Stepdad.) persons trying to enter my room would be ejected.
Then the conversation turned to this:
Mom: Well... You'll lose all your privileges!
Me: Like what? TV? Bring it on. I watch exactly two hours a week and I can lose that. I'm not cleaning anything for your guests.
Mom: Umm... Well... Your books.
Me: Okay. But to get all the ones I enjoy that includes text books. Wanna call my teacher and explain why I don't have my homework? Or just leave them and I'll read them all i want?
Mom: I guess that's not an option. What about your phone.
Me: Last visit your nephews broke my cell phone and you haven't replaced it. (My phone was usually he go-to punishment.
Mom: I don't like letting you win this.
Me: Yup. But I just did.
Mom: I'll call the police.
Me: You did that once. They told you that until I'm 18 I'm your problem and that I could be so much worse. They offered to drug test me, and it came up clean.
Mom: Yeah, you're a pretty good kid. But stubborn.
Me: Like my mom?
She stormed out. Then came back fifteen minutes later and we made a deal. I had to do the dishes AND the bathrooms. (I hate dishes.) But for the one visit the kids had to stay out of my room. Not that it did me any good, the little monsters got to come in anyway when they threw a fit and Mom was tired of them begging to go into my room. This made her next attempt to get me to obey MUCH harder. Now that she's gone I honestly feel terrible for the stuff I put her through, but at the time I felt perfectly in the right. Although when I was over 18 my mom admitted she wished she had given me more privileges, since it would have made my rebellions easier to control. A kid with few privileges had less to lose.
I did get a new cell phone a few months later, but only after a ride fell through to get me home from school and my stepdad found out I had been out in winter rain for two hours looking for a payphone.
@Cami: "My mom would find out" was my excuse for peer pressure too. I didn't have many friends and no activities, so it wasn't needed much, but it was useful once or twice.