I stopped by the little City of Studio farmer's market - I haven't done so in over four years and I remember why - there is an attitude in Studio City that I cannot stomach, most of which comes from parents with small children - they reek of attitude - it's all about them and it's like no one else has ever had a child before them - these people think they know what "parenting" is and they are raising (with some exceptions, of course) the most entitled generation of youngsters in history. Thankfully, I will be too old to give a flying Wallenda when these kids reach their teen years. And good luck to the parents. That's the ultimate comeuppance every one of these parents will get for their doing what they're doing.
I was driving up the street to the east of me - maybe going ten miles an hour and some dad starts waving his arms at me frantically to SLOW DOWN. To what? Zero? The speed limit in our neighborhood is thirty-five last I checked. There are times when I really want to stop, get out of my car, and just scream at these idiots that they have ruined what was once the most quaint and wonderful neighborhood ever - naturally, this waving idiot lived in a McMansion of dubious design. I just smiled and waved back. Next time he does it, he will not be so lucky, but it's all of the parents in this neighborhood. Amusingly, their children were in the house when he was doing all the frantic waving to someone going ten miles per hour.
