It's too late for the parents, it's the kid I feel sorry for. He's going to grow up an over-privileged spoiled pussy who'll be unable to take care of himself if Ma Nature (or some douchebag human) decides to strike down the infrastructure surrounding him. He'll never be able to empathize with anyone who's had to rough it, either.
Ya know, I could see doing something like that just to experience it, especially in a really cool locale, but to have that be my minimum standard of what I can tolerate? I don't get it, never will, no matter how much money I have.
...Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain that is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain...
"I enjoy skinny skiing, bullfights on acid..." - Lacy Underalls
The problems we face will not be solved by the minds that created them.
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