I've seen you before. You're the one in the 4 bedroom colonial house with the fairway-like lawn, two german cars in the driveway and the SUV on the street. I've been watching you for years. I've seen you dress your sleeping toddler in his Tommy Hilfiger jumper and seen your wife drop him off at the day care center before dawn. I've seen you wake your four year old at 6:00am sharp, check your voicemail while he groggily shovels down his cereal, and drop him off at his private school's Early Entry program. I've seen you watch your seven year old daugher's first school play while you makes notes on your PDA. I've seen your wife pick the toddler up at 6:00pm on her way home, as you join a teleconference while you wait in traffic to pick your daughter up from swimming lessons. I've seen you get home at 7:30pm and ask your nine year old son how his day at school was as he carries his microwavable pizza and the telephone up to his room and you plug your laptop into the docking station. Now your kids are teenagers. You've got a great career, and great kids, right?
Wrong.
As you're quickly finding out, your kids have grown up, and while you've been there for all of it, you've not been a part of most of it. They don't have your interests, your tastes or your values. And now they won't accept your authority, heed your advice or even thank you for the material posessions you've worked so hard to shower them with.
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We've read article after article and seen interview after interview where parents say "I had no idea they were going to do this" after their child shoots someone. We've seen politician after politician say with tears in their eyes how society can't afford to lose one more child. We've seen society blame just about everything when children "go bad".
This rant is NOT directed at the families where both parents are working so they can make ends meet. This rant is NOT directed at the single parents who work long hours as miserable jobs so that their kids can go to school in a safe area. This rant is NOT directed at the parents who come home at night too tired to play catch with their children, but sit on the stoop and cheer for them as they play with the neighbors.
This rant is aimed square into the wealthy suburbs. It's aimed at the parents who work 55 hour weeks so that they can buy a new Lincoln. It's aimed at the parents who donate $1500 to a school for new supplies so they can pat themselves on the back and not feel guilty about missing every PTA meeting that year. It's aimed at the parents who buy their 14 year old daughter $300 worth of jewelry so she forgives them for forgetting that her first dance was THIS weekend. It's aimed at the parents who are amazed that the child they take to church every Sunday would start idolizing Marlyn Manson, even though they haven't had a conversation about God or religion with them in years. It's aimed at the parents who can't understand why their 19 year old won't bring their girlfriend home for dinner, when they haven't eaten an evening meal outside the office in three weeks. In a nutshell, this rant is aimed at parents who are neglecting their children in favor of pursuing wealth.
Kids all across the country are committing acts of violence, indecency and outright stupidity that their parents would have never guessed they were capable of, and act absolutely shocked when they see that their children aren't something out of a Norman Rockwell painting.
These parents aren't bad people, don't get me wrong. Irresponsible, definately. Unobservant, perhaps. The question is, how do basically good people do such a great job of screwing up their kids? Again, the answer is MONEY. The endless pursuit of the Green God - the all-mighty dollar. The values they were brought up with - hard work, honesty, family, faith, etc - are quite likely what enabled them to find their way into the upper middle class (trust fund families are a whole separate breed, and won't be addressed in this article). These values have all enabled them to make money hand over fist, so much that they've become blinded by their own success and ambition. The goal for a large number of people seems to have shifted from "comfort for myself and my family" to "absolute luxury for myself and my family." People seem to have shifted the goal of "let my legacy be my children" to "let my legacy be the estate left to my children." The result is parents that spend more time chasing wealth than raising their kids, and a whole generation of children growing up in pricey day care centers, private schools and elite summer camps that never learn who their parents really are or what values they actually hold.
These kids grow up to say "but I was just playing WWF" when they beat another child to death. They grow up to say "but it's just a little bit of acid, it can't hurt you" when they get caught with drugs. They grow up to say "but he pissed me off" when they're asked why they attacked a teacher. They grow up to say "but she's just a whore" when they explain away their girlfriends' abortions. They grow up to say "but I don't care" when they're told it was wrong to shoot a group of classmates.
And their parents always say, without fail, "but they were such a good child! I just don't know what happened!" And THAT is the whole problem.