Lots of kids do strange things. He wears a tutu. Some eat paste. Others urinate in air conditioner vents (NOT me, but someone I knew).
Lots of kids also wish for weird things. He wished he was a girl. Some wished they can fly. I wished I could be in a rock band.
The problem here isn't that the kid is different. It's the his mother chose to advertise it, permanently, on the Web. So when he turns 15 and looks to date, this will be out here stalking him -- unlike the paste eaters and air conditioner vent pissers.
The parent is the problem here, whoring out here son like he's an object. Women complain about men objectifying women, but this is true objectification, treating the kid like a stage prop in the drama of her life.
Lots of kids also wish for weird things. He wished he was a girl. Some wished they can fly. I wished I could be in a rock band.
The problem here isn't that the kid is different. It's the his mother chose to advertise it, permanently, on the Web. So when he turns 15 and looks to date, this will be out here stalking him -- unlike the paste eaters and air conditioner vent pissers.
The parent is the problem here, whoring out here son like he's an object. Women complain about men objectifying women, but this is true objectification, treating the kid like a stage prop in the drama of her life.