Colourful pants yes...
They are our future leaders, doctors, lawyers, businessmen, mothers, and fathers....scary (shudders). They are very intelligent though I must say and way more creative than we are! They are all followers, all the same, like an army of likeminded shallow little people :S (eat the same stuff, dress the same, talk the same way, think the same, act the same).
Within them is a longing, a yearning to belong... to be accepted.... to be a part of something. It is what consumes them, they all want to be noticed, recognised as cool, they want to stand out and be revered among their peers. They all are good at something but too lazy and misguided to hone and master it.
Sigh... Colourful pants...
I can’t help but loathe the sight of you all, at the same time feel your pain and see your potential. I see the innocence that is deep... deep... deep (×10) within you. I am only between 5-9 times your senior but oh my have you changed!
Will things ever go back to the way that they were? No, it’s too late for that. Should we just let them be? No, they’d hurt themselves too much. What then should we do? No need to play on their turf, see the world through their eyes, then we will see that “Dorothy we’re not in Kansas anymore”. Only when we can relate to their world can we make a better one for them. It starts with listening first, understanding, reasoning and action.
They want to be told things flat out, plainly as they are, speak to them as adults because they know about everything. Catch their attention say vagina not ‘down there’ say sex not intercourse, just be real, because they are real. Colourful pants, a very well respected adversary of mine.
You’ll gain even more respect when you start using those colourful pants for something constructive and to make a positive difference in the world.
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