Just to end the year on a positive note, I’d like to take a moment to acknowledge someone I’ve actually come to admire over the past twelve months: Lenore Skenazy of Free-Range kids.
Her crusade against helicopter parenting, and the insane practice of turning people in to the “authorities” for the crime of letting their kids play outside , the sheer bureaucratic idiocy of zero tolerance policies (“that kid touched a Tylenol, send him to juvie and put him on Adderall! Zero tolerance!”), and rampant deranged paranoia against phantom sexual predators (contrary to popular belief, there is not a sexual predator behind every bush ready to leap out and carry off unattended children).
If we don’t get away from the busybody fascism Skenazy rages against, we will lose our culture and society. We will turn into Britain, a country where there are earnest efforts to outlaw kitchen knives (on the progressive basis that “no one needs a sharp kitchen knife and if even one life is saved, the ban will be worth it.”)
A lonely voice of reason standing against a cacophony of insanity: