Реальность, как-бы, говорит: «Да, миленькие, я была жестокой...

Reality, as it were, says:

“Yes, dear ones, I was a cruel aunt and inexorably assisted you in growing up, demonstrating to you that if you didn’t grow up, you would die, be eaten, crushed, put in an insane asylum. What a cruel aunt I was! I sent on you and wild animals, and raids of foreign tribes, and hunger, and ruthless messengers of the state. And everyone I sent to you acted, in fact, the same way, demonstrating in practice the incredible destructiveness and destructiveness of not growing up. Under the influence of these demonstrations, you grew up, mastered the skills of hunting a wild beast, fighting with representatives of a hostile tribe or people, working in the field or in the workshop, the skills of this or that socialization and many other skills - you cannot name all. As you master these skills under threat of death or inferiority, you become adults. And, becoming adults, they cursed me, the cruel Aunt Reality, who robbed you of your sweet non-maturation, that is, childhood. But now I have changed, honey. I will no longer send you any wild beasts, or hostile tribes, or the severe need to work by the sweat of your brow, or even the need, entering certain communities, for something to be responsible for within the requirements formulated by these communities. Don't grow, dear ones. And don't take responsibility for the fate of the world. Now I will torment you not for refusing to grow, but for striving to grow, and your refusal to grow will be encouraged in every possible way. It will be encouraged by your, as it were, teachers, the whole set of means that provide your entertainment, all the streams of the pseudo-culture you consume, all the new pseudo-social life. " http://rossaprimavera.ru/article/o-kommunizme-i-marksizme-68