Core Neglect Insatiability Syndrome
Children need adults who know the value of childhood
When young children are overwhelmed with feelings of loneliness, isolation, and reclusion from a fundamental lack of supervision in a household, it causes a deep trauma to erupt in the child's memory, causing later-life post-traumatic stress that can persist for the rest of the child's adult life.
Not only will they be dealing with fits of chosen solitude, but they will also feel they can not relate to other human beings on the most basic levels. Friendships missed out on, relationships avoided, intimacy sacrificed, and love despoiled from anything resembling a lasting partnership.
Children require adults to help them form healthy habits and encourage positive memories. However, don't get it twisted: being a chef, a nurse, a judge, a teacher, a manager, the Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, and Santa Claus is not part of your job. It is your reward and honor for being a good parent. Maybe I’m a bit on the strict side. Strict is good. It's not suddenly conservative to be harsh on your kids.
Every parent deserves respect. Look, little child, I wiped your ass for years, I got pissed on countless times, and you're still the only human I'll let puke on me and live to tell about it.
Discipline has one all-defining purpose. Respect. If you can instill in your kids that they must honor and respect you as you had them for many years of nourishment and nurturing. Long before they were verbal, before they had teeth, before they could walk, before they were pubescent, and before they even knew what the word respect meant. That's why respect is faith. Teach your kids to have faith in you, and they will never go wrong. If they respect you, they will, to some degree, also fear you, which is healthy and positive. It means they'll think twice before getting into some jux or acting as Fool as Percival and as foul as the Christian Devil.
When you couple the child's Core Neglect of Basic Needs with a form of separation anxiety from having an adult, stop paying attention to them. One might call this phenomenon attention anxiety. The adult finds their comfort zone AWAY from the child. The child's inner craving for neediness grows as they are forgotten from the abuser's very first sip or pill or line. Soon, the child's emotions will become a volcanic eruption of Need-Neglect. I can only liken it to the confluence of simultaneously being:
fiercely angry at themselves,
insanely jealous of anything or anyone who gets attention from an adult besides themselves
too impotent to do anything about it
Maybe a better way to explain what it is is by analyzing what it's not. Many have mistakenly called it the Need for Attention Neglect, implying that the "Need" is somehow superficial and not detrimental to the child's development (e.g., "Core"), but let me be clear: the level of engagement that a child with Need Neglect is looking for is the most basic interaction that any one of us would give to our child, our parent, our sibling, even our pet. But for those of us who've lived with a drug addict, alcoholic, serial loner, nightwalker, insomniac, gambler, narcissist, thief, killer, etc., who refused to pay any attention to us, such as acknowledge us, say hello, make a joke at our expense, etc.
Children sometimes need an adult to encourage them to read a book they have to report on, play a game with their siblings, or just shut down their devices and get out in the sunlight, pale whelps! When given no clear signals from adults as to what they should be doing, children will get into shit. And it's shit you may not like. Stuff that could land them in a lot of danger or a lot of trouble. It could even be something that leads the child to hurt someone in more than a gestural way.
Utter neglect can often recluse a child, forcing them to isolate in a self-pampering figment of affirmation-fantasia, which is punctuated with OCD sprees of germ neurosis clean-ups or, conversely, food unconscious executive dysfunction with little to no regard for personal hygiene.
When these maladjusted children discover the trail of blood-soaked streets and sheets that the great White race has inflicted upon its 'lesser' neighbors, there is either a wide awakening, sometimes misguidedly called 'woke,' or there is a befouled emancipation in realizing that they embody the oppressor race. The Eurocentric Luciferians who founded this grand experiment called America. They are the White Devil slave masters, the KKK, and the Confederate ideology all rolled into one. They feel empowered by the suffering that the White race has caused, starting at about the turn of the century, with the epidemic racism of the Five Points displayed with vivid detail in Scorsese's 2002 Gangs of New York. But it wasn't born in a vacuum. Things have always been rough. They're only getting rougher for some and softer for others. That great divide is why we now have the most unqualified and overestimated president we could dream up in our most surreal nightmares.
The illusion of peaceful suburban America, with its bedroom communities and pristine streets where anything can be delivered to your door for a fee, is a lie. America has always been a ruthless cutthroat that will cleave a machete into your belly as fast as it will sell you its cornucopia of medicines and gadgetry.
We see it clearly in the tropes of hard-Right-leaning Christic pageantry under a unilateral familial syllabus of what defines America: you guessed it---Whiteness.
Amphetamine-addled, paranoid, conspiracy-driven, Ethno-Nationalists like your washed-up Uncle Jeff now have a private table at Thanksgiving where the decidedly anti-intellectual 'intellectual elites' of your brood discuss welfare reform (aka "getting rid of social security, food stamps, and other costly social services in our Federal budget") and getting fellow citizens to value their worth, grit, and can-do spirit (aka "End Medicaid, Affordable Care, and systemically compromise, leverage, and upend the medical-legal aspects of acute care medicine.) Indeed, the medical coding and billing bureaucracy would have to be rewritten veritably overnight. The only thing dumber than reinventing the wheel is reinventing a set of four wheels for a vehicle you intend to sell to an expert gearhead mechanic who lubes up his crankshaft for fun on a leisurely Sunday afternoon. Yes, that's supposed to sound dirty.
These members of our families need to have their Nazi pajamas soiled out and torn asunder bit by bit. There’s no room for closet Nazis. If you’re a racist and proud of it, say it out loud. Speak your mind. We want to know who our neighbors are and keep our kids away from you. Your poisonous ideals spoil the innocent minds of young people who want to get along with their fellow children. Hate is taught. There are no atheists in foxholes, and there are no bigots in the sandbox. We don’t gradually grow into our hate. It is foisted upon us by adults who think hatred and prejudice are the way of the world. Well, you are wrong, folks. Let a 5-year-old white boy and a 5-year-old black boy play with each other, and they will be the best of buddies. Color never enters into the equation. Children know no hate. It is instilled in them by feckless grown-ups who poison their minds with thoughts of superiority and providence.
Refuse to tolerate these bigots. Call them out for who they are, and don’t be afraid of any repercussions because these people are sick in the head. We may be out of the Peace and Love generation, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be part of the patience and tolerance generation. Instilling hate in children is child abuse. Plain and simple.