If I've learned anything from the past it is this:
fill them with attention until they explode.
Fill them with hatred, fill them with laughter, fill them with energy, fill them with sorrow...
But fill them...till they burst...and they are tired and angry...and their own unstable ways consumeth them
But seriously, there are more of us than there are of them. As strange as it sounds, too much drama, even for them, weakens and destroys. They chose this sugar high path, and now their bodies are crashing. No restraint, no other fate...