Monday, October 14, 2013
I don't care for small children. Pretty much between the ages of 0-10. Doesn't do it for me. I don't understand the appeal. Perhaps I can't get down to that level. Maybe I don't recall being a youth. Although I remember having this feeling as a child myself. Not enjoying the company of my younger peers. In some ways it wouldn't be a problem accpet I feel that society and a large portion of the population in general feels that you have to like them. That there is something wrong with you if you don't pull an 'aw shucks,' each time you see a baby. Indeed that you have to procreate. This pressure upon us as human beings to reproduce. Quite frankly a large portion of the population probably shouldn't. Why should everyone have kids? Why should people not particularly endowed with good child rearing skills raise children? Should someone with an intense fear of fire become a firefighter? Should someone with a paralyzing fear of heights wash the windows in a skyscraper? Maybe we should think of these things before we jump right in. I was reading a column in 'Dear Abbey' where a woman was talking about someone she knew who was having a baby. This individual in question was into partying and in general seems not very responsible and the woman didn't want to give her a 'congratulations'. Not that being rude is the answer but I feel this is something not asked that often. Maybe we as people should evaluate these kinds of things before we reproduce. And maybe not everyone shares your bountiful love for your offspring.
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