30 years ago, when I was a child, my father was in the US Army. Because of that, we relocated all over the country every two years or so. We did NOT have the choice of whether or not to bring my baby brother onto the plane we couldn't even afford ourselves because the move was paid for by the Army. They say jump, you say "how high?".
You don't know every situation. And after 41 years of life, I don't pretend to know what someone else's situation is either. So I generally let dumb shit like this slide now. It's not important enough to get worked up over.