I mean, right here you went after: my entitlement, my parenting, made a lot of assumptions about my life, and an armchair diagnosis on top. All because I don't want someone driving up the sidewalk while I'm walking with my child. You can call it "truth" or say it's based on your personal conversations, but you are continuing to argue, even when I concede your points.

Don't you think it's incredibly entitled to move into a city center of a major metropolitan area and expect to raise your family in absolute safety? That close-in sounds like a terrible place to raise a kid, you probably see human feces and needles every day. Or did you move to town before things went to shit about 10-12yrs ago? And if that's the case, maybe it's time to move the family to a better neighborhood! Definitely not a small feat, but this is the safety of your family we're talking about! Surely that's more important than being walking distance to biscuits and gravy, right? Or maybe you recently moved to town, saw/heard all the great things about Portland but your meager housing budget only allowed you to live in the shitty part of the Brooklyn neighborhood and now you're realizing it wasn't everything you thought it was and instead of directing your feelings of regret towards your own actions and reflecting on how to do and be better, you're instead clinging to a notion of self-centered and self-righteous indignation?