To the downvoters: my boomer father was not as into video games as Musk. After coming home from work, my father would sit in the recliner and watch sitcoms on TV. Three's Company. Cheers. MASH. I have clear memories of lying on the carpet in the living room, staying quiet so he could enjoy his shows, because it was some of the only time I could spend with him.
As an adult with the benefit of hindsight, I can confidently assert that I was abused. There was physical abuse, there was mental and emotional abuse, and I was neglected, but in the socially acceptable way where everyone pretends that being a wage slave and choosing to have kids means that a person is entitled to mistreat those kids.
Do better, please. Children deserve better. Thank you.
