Really?

"A lot of kids have issues these days," said a young mother I met at a gathering yesterday.  "What the eff are issues?" I thought to myself.  How can little affluent kids have "issues"?  "Oh, it's quite the thing," she explained. 

Apparently, the latest parental fad is having a kid with "issues".  I guess this renders the parent "special" and affords them more power and authority.  She went on to explain that her stepdaughter suffered from anxiety.  Whaaat?!  The kid's 10.  Apparently, this girl has to be taken by hand up the stairs and sat with 'til she falls asleep.  In the morning, she has to be hand-held down again.  "Is she afraid there are boogeymen under the bed?" I laughed inappropriately.  "Something like that," she replied. 

How ridiculous.  It's a given that we all knew for certain there were boogeymen in the closet and under the bed, but we got over it without our parents sending us for counselling, for Gawd's sake.  And the schools actually have.....wait for it......therapists to deal with this joke of a charade.  Well, at least someone's making money. 

Read something in the newspaper the other day that drove this insanity home with a pile driver.  Apparently, some male teacher at a snooty private girls' school used the word "abortion" in logical context, which caused two girls to flee the class and run to the office.  They told the principal.....wait for it.....brace yourself.....they had felt "threatened" by the word.  The stupid principal actually called in a support team -- A SUPPORT TEAM -- to guide these brats into a "safe" environment.  And what was the outcome of this savage episode?  You guessed it, the teacher, who had been there 11 years, was summarily fired.   

People have gone insane.