

Yes! All that civility and decorum training. I’ll add to yours “Don’t speak ill of the dead.”
Stops people from learning about intergenerational trauma and fascists/terrorists in the family. Sure, my grandad was wildly abusive to his daughters and disgustingly racist about black people in Nova Scotia, Canada (the ones in Jamaica are fine btw). But he’s dead now so “we don’t talk about that.” Totes cool to mention his army medals tho.
Having worked in the homes of very wealthy folk, I can confirm that “move fast and break things” was always missing the part where the rich bastard’s nanny/gardener/housekeeper/etc takes the blame for shit being broken and gets their pay docked, while the Baby Elon-Zuck-Altmans of the world get an ice cream and a snuggle. Same shit happens when they grow up to be Big Boys.