I remember reading a short story in a women’s magazine years ago. Written from the perspective of a young child, it was entitled “The Vorce”. The kid wasn’t really sure what “The Vorce” was, but instinctively knew it didn’t sound good. I didn’t bother finishing the story because I could see where it was headed: Mommy and Daddy are splitting up but it’s all for the best since they’ll be happier apart and if they’re happier you’ll be happier. RIGHT.

From the Progressive point of view selfishness inevitably trumps selflessness. And they’ll always find a way to justify the former over the later.