Snowflake Generation.

Just heard from a friend that TCU not only has a traffic light at the crosswalk but they have a crossing guard as well. Let that sink in for a moment. We boomers had no crossing guards after 5th grade. In 6th grade, we became the crossing guards. Now I know the easily triggered and offended little snowflakes may be on their phones as they cross the street, but nature has a way of culling the herd. Seriously,  are we preparing these minnows for adulthood or are we creating a Peter Pan-like extend childhood? Perpetual adolescence.  I weep for the future.