How do you save your daughter from becoming a tatted up, skanked out, entitled Instagram ditz and attention whore who acts like a child all the way through her 30’s and 40’s, mostly caring about make-up, clothes and her social media status?
How do you save your son from becoming
a douche a gamer, a perpetual beta, or an arrogant hipster whose life’s purpose is reduced to figuring out how to make an extra buck?
Is moving to Piedmont or Marin the only chance? And do these places provide adequate refuge from the above consequences of growing up in SF of today?