It’s Like We Grew Up On Different Planets
I’m trying to cook dinner but my son wants to show me his Roblox character on his tablet.
“See, Dad! I’ve got Turbo Speed, Fire Blast, and Transgender!”
“That’s nice—wait. Transgender?”
“Yeah, look!”
He holds up the tablet next to the stove so I can see it. His character, a chubby anthropomorphic turkey, is running around a field, trailing behind him a baby blue, pink, and white aura, the stripes of the transgender flag.
“Huh,” I said. “That’s pretty cool.”