The source, and the braggadocio of the authoress with her "expert" "credentials" should have been the first clue.
Sounds like a severe case of - no feckin' brains!
A university president, in welcoming that Fall's class of matriculating students, warned them to be careful crossing the main drag, a divided city street with twin subway tracks in the middle.
A local paper chastised him for pointing out the obvious to the students, an overwhelming majority were not from the city, and may not be expecting something other than road traffic after crossing the street to the median.
The social worker should have been chastising her colleagues for not educating the project types, and the unfortunate offspring of those less-than-functional families.
Perhaps she should read, at least the last quarter or so of, "The Fountainhead" to get a better understanding of what "We're from the gub'mint, and we're here to 'help'" really means.