The Ol' Man witnessed several warnings this weekend about the state of the next generation and why we should worry. A lot.
This, on a volume-turned-way-up level, is one of them.
The Ol' Man is sad today. Maybe it's his age. Maybe he realizes he didn't really appreciate being a kid. But man, if two teen racists are loved and coddled as if nothing is wrong, what does that say about their peers?
How do we prevent the next generation from f*cking up worse than we did? Does anyone else think about this daily?
The Ol' Man needs a nap and some Sinatra. Or maybe some hope.
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I think about it daily. My suggestion? Don't have any kids. At least that way you're not personally responsible for messing up any individual little lives. Is that too cynical?
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