For imaginary things happening in imaginary land where there's only unicorns and glitter and nothing bad happens ever. It's like getting mad over a book and saying the people written in it have rights and the book should be burnt. Care to go back to the days of burning books? No more creative freedom anyone? But to sum up, nope. I guess Peter Pan is real and if you say no, then it's your problem, and you're the scumbag for trying to help them see that. Damn I have a lot of frustration. Maybe I need to vent to a therapist. I think most of the problems have come from people being spoiled. Long periods of peace tend to do that. Rome all over again.