In this thread, folks were trying to discuss what childfree life is really like. It was a nice, quiet discussion about the joys of not being a parent, dispelling the myth that childlessness makes your life emotionally barren.
Until Lobsang came along. He just couldn’t resist dropping his pants and taking a big ole dump on our nice carpet. (You think we could have a carpet that nice with kids in the house? No way, Jose.)
He got called on it, blustered a bit, then backed down and apologized. His apology is accepted, and all seems to be right with our childfree world. Alas, no.
One person makes a hyperbolic comment stemming from parents who gripe about how much trouble their kids are, and how expensive, etc. , then demand to know why you don’t want any. So our good buddy Lobsang just can’t wait to rip his pants down and have at the rug again.
Now, apparently, we’re not only selfish, thoughtless asshats who live only for ourselves and are wasting our lives by not fulfilling our civic duty of reproduction, we have no regard for human life at all! Man, I really wish I’d realized that before! All that time I wasted not killing people. Oh, and donating money to the homeless? What the fuck was I thinking?
And my poor husband. All that time he’s wasted trying to heal the sick. If he’d had any real regard for human life he’d have spent that time changing diapers and making bottles. Heartless bastard.
Really, what kind of sanctimonious, judgemental asshat do you have to be to make that sort of accusation? Jesus fucking Christ. Oh, wait, he didn’t have kids, so he was clearly a selfish bastard with no regard for human life either.