It's no wonder Donald Trump won the Presidency in America.
Everyone is soft. And everyone gets a soft boob to rest their unicorn head on.
Not that Trump was the better choice, but he is the monosyllabic frat boy whose Dad jokes make you angry. Made every soy boy believe they could fight. Which they can't.
The pendulum didn't need to swing so violently as to gather the ire of the weaker population. Admittedly, I was a sensitive soy boy in high school. The struggle to survive in Hollywood turned me upright and into a tougher piece of stone. Though I still have my moments of weakness, I do know how to handle it better.
Which is why when we spoon feed the new generation mixed messages of them being special without effort, and then the real world puts them in their place, they turn violent.
And they don't know how to express that anger other than to hurt others. Mass others. Because the world is a faceless blob. The other point is not to aggressively approach them either. Almost every serial killer or mass murderer you know had an abusive adult in their lives. What does that say? They've steeled themselves to "feelings" and can inflict pain with very little emotion in return.
I'm not saying we need to harden our youth. But I will say we need to be able to bust chops again and teach kids they can take ribbing from each other. Talk their smack, maybe fist fight each other and walk away and be best friends. And enjoy being a man again. It's okay.
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