I love the topic.
During my school days I suffered horribly due to other students being MUCH quicker and better learners than me. Gosh, it was HELL! Nothing too much worse than going into a “learning environment” only to (mainly) learn that most people around you are mental giants by comparrison! (I have improved as a person in many “good” ways since my school days, but still, I gotta be honest, so please don’t hold that sappy “learn to love yourself” phrase that I posted about the other day, as it doesn’t apply here. Gezz!
For me, I gotta think that the Lord is okay with us using our God-given common sense; and by that I mean taking the bull by the horns and, if necessary, drag as many misfits, creeps, uglies, losers and so on and so forth kicking and screaming into Sterilization Centers as quickly as possible! (And yes, I’ll be the first to go under the knife. No problem!)
Look at the pragmatic ants; they live beautifully structured lives, and you don’t see any of them working their butts off to aid and assist any malcontents, murderes, and lazies among them! They wouldn’t put up with it, So why are people less reasonable than ants?
Nobody seems to care that the Neanderthals died off, and yet the idea that the worst of our species shouldn’t be allowed to pollute the planet with copies of themselves is regarded as being “evil”? I don’t get it!
There are too many people with defects crapping out babies. Anyone that’s lived beyond 30 and has traveled a bit knows this is true. It’s not a “nice” thing to admit, but it’s true. In fact, it just pains the heck out of me that the situation is that – “generally” speaking! – it’s the people that are the most screwed up that are doing the most baby-making (versus people that are healthy, beautiful, bright, balanced and don’t have a propensity for committing crimes)!
Everything’s upside down.
You have to get a permit to drive a car or open a beauty salon, but there’s nothing to say that you can’t have as many babies as you want, even if you can’t afford them. How odd and misguided is that??
The world is a finite place with finite resources, and it’s all being ruined because too many of us don’t speak out against these undesirables living like animals with no regard to their fellow human beings, and the world at large. (Please; let’s not bog things down by going into “corporate exploitation” and all that. Focus on one ill at a time.)
Many years ago, this guy that I knew came up to me and told me that his girlfriend was pregnant, he was going to be a dad. But I had a low opinion of him because I knew the kind of person he was – law-breaker, drug user, etc. – and so he didn’t understand why it was that I couldn’t bring myself to say, “Oh, that’s just great! Congratulations!”
But I didn’t care (that he didn’t understand) because, sad as hell as it is to admit, I know first-hand the kind of pain that comes with dumb idiots that leap into “parenting” when they’re really not even fit to raise earth worms!
DEAR GOD, PEOPLE, STOP WITH ALL THIS "SENSITIVITY’’ AND PC CRAP, IT’S NOT THE WAY TO GO!!!
The way I see it, if you think that life and planet earth is worth cherishing, then you owe it to start being REAL about things by (bravely!) speaking up for this eugenics thing, 'cause the baby-making idiots are going to turn the whole thing into a nightmarish mess that the human race will never recover from if you don’t!
And for those who intend to flame me for my “Nazi” point of view: No, I don’t have kids. It would be wrong for me to toss my way less-than-perfect genes into the situation; and therefore, I haven’t and won’t kids. (I know that that at least makes you happy, right?)
Sorry for being perhaps a little loud and shrill, but, like I said, I know personally the all-around agoney of being a kid of two very irresponsible fools … even to the degree of being a bit of a dysfunctional human being (though a responsible one!) at this time of my life. Love your life and others, but NEVER ditch your God-given common sense relating to this issue, as too much is at stake!
stepping down from soapbox; soft sobs; did my little part (at the cost of my own dignity)