I took a deep breath. I told him to look around the store at all the CDs, rows and rows of them. Then I explained that he could choose from thousands of CDs, but not the dozen or so that had the parental advisory label. He had to compromise. It is every generation's mission to defy, reject, and alienate the previous generation.
Parents are the closest targets.
Before you leave the nest empty, you scream and slam the door on your way out. So, in a sense I understand the rebellion. The form it takes is often difficult to swallow. I can't stand it. Nothing tests my free speech principles more than some of the lyrics I hear.