Silly Rabbits, Little Chickens, and Lying Shepherds

Furley youngsters have learned to view Adult Fraughtness with a gimlet eye thanks to the Discordian antics of self-styled trickster archetypes.
  But any ‘archetype’ that reflexively defines itself by ‘what it is not’ has no metaphysical center.
  The kids have grown and see through this schtick.
  The trickster’s Adult Heresy is just the manifestation of Reality Dissociation; their everyday crier au loup another neophobic shriek against anterograde growth, and the continuous squall of heavens falling evermore, landing nevermore.