Many people of today say the youth are hopeless and the end of times are near, but I do not agree. I think it is destructive to label the youth as despondent because many of them are trying and often when some adults see this vitality and progression, they get jealous and do things to snuff their light out. As adults, individuals are required to uplift the youth and support them in their endeavors. Spend time with them, talk to them about their dreams and goals and guide them in a productive direction. The youth also have to be fed and we cannot just take from the, expurgate their future, and give nothing back. They are a fierce and potent incarnation of Social Conventions. Sport and hygiene and the immensely improved health is being witnessed, and there is a new fellow ship of equality with men in work and play. The new physical aptitudes were found to be associate with new psychic aptitudes. There is also a new directness of vision, a new downrightness of speech, a new spirit of adventure, a resolve to experiment, beyond Netflix and Chill, even in fields ostensibly prohibited.  

These new conventions involve an often open disregard of old conventions and a $15 drink for relations. They youth have proved their far-reaching significance, much like 5G WiFi signals. They do not touch the deep springs of human action which operated in 1890 as they do now. The youth are scarcely even new in those manifestations which have most exercised the minds of moralists; and petting, if we could recover the prehistoric evidence, might be traced back to the origins in the Garden of Eden. The youth are nonetheless, far-reaching, and the modern boys and girls of yesterday leads up to the new mother and father of to-day. Many elements of our civilized life indication that the individuals in this World are rapidly growing and adapting, not just the youth, but also the antiquated beings. We are rapidly moving towards a new society, where people are more concerned with education, work, productive, conservation, and the environment. The conventions of the past, however superficial, are, as conventions are apt to be, sometimes rigid and almost unbreakable. However, we must change this rhetoric and realize we are flying into a brave new World.  

Victorian influence, even in France, which is supposed to be a land free from sexual taboos, are learning the importance of communication and non-material love. People are starving for intimate connection, which do not involve Netflix and Chill.  Parents are becoming obsessed with spending time with their children, and their children are enjoying more traditional outdoor activities with their friends over video games, and reciting lyrics of unaesthetic yolo thugs. I know men and women who can still be called young, belonging to a bourgeois family of superior ability, and the mother is more than just an admirable and devoted housewife, and the father more than a pay day with legs.  Still, many parents never give their children the slightest instruction concerning Netflix and Chill function, and no other sources of knowledge are open. The young men and women, being highly intelligent, succeeded in forming for themselves some general ideas on the subjects, infusing them with a poetic spirit.  

They give the impression to those around them that they are well informed in these matters, and their parents, realizing that at least that instructions on Netflix and Chill is desirable yet they are still unable to overcome their own inhibitions, and ask their other children to instruct their younger siblings to avoid Netflix and Chill. This was done to the satisfaction of the pupil, yet the teachers themselves remained ignorant that when some years later, they believed that the male anatomy is a weapon, and the female anatomy was a pocketbook, and that birth would take place through the navel and ruin the value of a young virgin, while decreasing the value of the male sword. Some believe that during Netflix and Chill that a kiss on the lips from a man produced a child. It is an ancient belief, passed on by tradition from generation to generation, that it still subsists to-day, even among parents who regard themselves as emancipated and who are fully aware of the duty to train their children in a wholesome knowledge of the vital facts of Netflix and Chill.  

There is now indeed a pervasive belief among parents, who were making themselves brought up amid the antiquated conspiracy of silence in the home, that this is wrong and that they must inaugurate in their own homes a new and better era of Netflix and Chill enlightenment. However, how do they do it? And what ought they to tell their children? They do not know. The result is that in a large proportion of cases they do nothing, although still retaining an uneasy conscience, in this indeed unlike their own parents, who had similarly done nothing, but on principle, with the virtuous conviction that they were preserving the innocence of their children. Some things that fly there be,–Birds, hours, the bumble-bee: of these no elegy. Somethings that stay there be,–grief, hills, eternity: nor this behooveth me. There are, that resting rise. Can I expound the skies? How still the riddle lies!  I know some lonely houses off the road a robber would like to look of,–wooden barred, and windows hanging low, inviting to a portico, where two could creep: one hand the tools, the other peep to make sure all is asleep. Old-fashioned eyes, not easy to surprise!