There's an interesting myth that Joseph Campbell explained: A Victorian-era dinner table. Everyone dressed up to the nines, about to start a civilized dinner. When the course is served, you realize they were eating their children.

Sounds gruesome if you take it literally. Taking it mythically, though, the Father eats the Son, meaning the child becomes the adult.

Roles and life is not forever. There is a natural cycle to things, from birth to death, from one generation to the next. In this case, in switching roles, you truly become the adult, and leave behind the last remanent of childhood.

And when you grow old enough, it will be your turn, just as it will be for me.

this sounds about right. I advice to open a trust fund so changing hands is just question of setting up a new president

Sure, stealing someone's autonomy seems like the natural course of life.

As saddening as seeing that happen can be, stealing from someone "for is own good" is still stealing.