They're not ready for moonlight, roses or heartbreak. Doting parents study parenting more than they've studied phonics, find spanking to be an act of treason, and seat belt, helmet and kneepad their children until they look like Charizard. But, these are the motions of parenthood, not its heart. This is vicarious parenting of the body, not the soul, and it produces monsters. Watching the erratic little spawn of these cautionary, sophisticated and detached parents brings The Lord of the Flies to mind.
Tykes gallop and cavort merrily along their destructive ways as parents beam with pride.
Kiddies are pumped full of Prozac and Ritalin as a proxy for discipline. That the inmates are running the asylum is nothing new. What is stunning is the dismissal of causation. But, tied shoes and nutritious snacks don't nurture souls. Children commit bizarre, callous acts because the adults in their lives treat them callously, in warehouses with lots of perks and stringent government regulation.