Monthly Archives: April 2012
This goes out to all the breeder trolls who have called me “heartless,” “cold,” etc.!
As much as kids might get on my nerves, I really hate traumatizing them or seeing them go through a traumatic experience, so you can only imagine how badly I felt after I totally scared a little kid at the park Friday mid-morning.
I usually have Friday off after working double-duty on Thursday, and so I usually go out to the nearby park mid-morning on Fridays to go practice the bagpipe. For one, the bagpipe is a rather loud instrument that doesn’t lend itself very well to playing in closed, confined spaces (though I have no choice a lot of the time), and two I usually actually get a few tips from passersby when practicing in the park, so it’s become a way for me to get a little bit of extra dinero.
So I was setting up to play last Friday when a curious little kid came up to me and asked me what my bagpipe was as he’d never seen one. I told him it was called the bagpipe (I just used “el bagpipe” because I don’t know of a Spanish equivalent for the name, and “la gaita” actually refers to a different variation of bagpipe) and explained to him that it was a musical instrument originating in ancient Scotland. So once I got it all put together and blew it up to start tuning the drones, that poor little kid went running to his mommy bawling his eyes out, ears covered!
You can’t imagine how bad I felt. I went over and apologized repeatedly to the poor kid and his mother. I really think I traumatized the poor little guy! I don’t guess he was used to a musical instrument with that kind of volume or piercing tonal quality. I almost started crying myself seeing that poor little guy bawling his eyes out. I really didn’t mean to scare him like that!
Well, this is the first time that’s ever happened to me, normally little kids stop and stare when I’m playing just wondering what the heck is going on, soon followed by their onlooker parents who will often throw a few centavos in my pipe case. Deep down, I really hope I fascinate some of these kids and instill within them an interest in the instrument and inspire a new generation of pipers. It’s really a great instrument and somewhat of a dying art, and it’s the children of today who will keep the Great Highland Bagpipe and its rich history and tradition alive. Even I, as a childfree person, realize that.
Haha, no, I swear that isn’t what has happened to me. I just want to address the issue as a whole of men who have been duped by women into having children, and what we can do about it.
As I mentioned several times on this blog, I’m sterile so it’s never something I have to worry about. I took matters into my own hands in this regard, for good reason. I don’t want to be tricked into being a parent, I don’t want kids, I know what I want. Period, end of story.
That said, I have heard of cases where CF men have been duped into fathering a child. Most often, this involves the woman cheating on her birth control or outright lying to them about being on birth control just to get some viable sperm to produce a child. Yes, some people are in fact *THAT* desperate to have a kid, for reasons I know not, but it is true. Further, with the way child custody and child support laws in most countries favor women, the men get shafted into giving up part of their paycheck against their will to support a child that came to be against their will, even if they “sign over” their rights. Put it plainly: men get the short end of the stick in the deal.
Don’t let this happen to you. Always take matters into your own hands. Wear a condom. Get a vasectomy. NEVER, EVER leave it up to chance. You never know when someone may be lying to you about birth control just to get pregnant. Always err on the side of caution and trust nobody. That’s the only way to prevent this from happening to you.
Go out, have fun, but be careful and stay safe. This has been your PSA for the day. 😛
So, there’s recently come a situation in the lives of my mother, my sister, and I that reminds me of the many reasons I’m childfree and will stay that way forever.
My mother works as a veterinary technician at an animal hospital/ER and yesterday the saddest possible situation came up. A man who breeds King Doberman dogs came in with 14 babies after the mother died of a ruptured uterus trying to find people to take the puppies as he didn’t have the time to put into caring for them. Well, my mother being the sucker she is brought one home as between the three of us one of us at least will always be home to watch it and whatever.
It’s the cutest little puppy, don’t get me wrong, but man it’s a lot of work. Having to wake up in the wee hours of the night to feed it, cuddle with it, encourage it to go to the bathroom, etc., well, let’s just say that even after a day that much work and commitment is wearing on all of us. That’s when I got to thinking “well, now I know a little bit what parents of newborns go through, and damn I’m glad I had a vasectomy.”
After getting this small taste of what parenthood is like, I now know for 100% certain that I definitely don’t want kids. I’m not liking this lack of sleep, tending to the pup, feeding it every few hours, potty-training (later on), etc. too much. Thank god this stage only lasts for a couple of months as opposed to years with a human kid. Not to mention the expense of formula and shit? Yeah, it’ll take a bite out of our budget, but again, not as much as a human kid.
This is going to be a long few months. Oh well. I love animals. I’m more of a cat person, but I do like dogs too. Oh, and the mandatory picture of our new little baby:
It’s quite obvious in today’s world that we’re lacking readily available contraceptives for men. Unless you’re talking vasectomy (permanent and only sometimes reversible), spermicide (which is highly ineffective), or the pull-out method (which is a total joke), men are pretty much devoid of all the contraception options that women are offered. Well, perhaps not anymore. Enter Reversible Inhibition of Sperm Under Guidance (RISUG).
You can read more about RISUG here, but in short it goes like this: injections are introduced into both vasa deferentia that partially block them and sort of deactivate the sperm as they pass through. Unlike a vasectomy where you “shoot blanks” so to speak, you still ejaculate sperm, but the sperm are all dead. Effectiveness is comparable to that of vasectomy, and lasts about 10 years, but it’s readily and easily reversible by a follow-up injection to flush the silicone or whatever it is out of the vasa deferentia. It also takes effect quicker than vasectomy (which can take up to three months), usually in about 72 hours. I kind of think of it as a “male IUD” if you will.
So why hasn’t anyone heard of it until now? Why is it just now getting media attention? Well, you know, that completely and totally beats me. With so many doctors refusing to perform vasectomies on young men or men without children, you’d think they’d jump all over a form of birth control that’s highly effective and readily reversible. Well, two things come to mind when I think of this, and maybe I’m off my rocker but here it goes. One, this child-friendly world doesn’t want such a thing because breeding is “God’s will” or “natural” or whatever you want to say about that. Two, is that the men of the world are still extremely sexist and think that the responsibility of using contraception falls solely on women (which is completely and utterly repulsive).
That said, I don’t ever look for it to be approved for use anywhere in North America, as North American countries (and particular the United States and the crooked FDA) makes it a point of censoring and/or blocking effective treatments for ailments that will not really net them any profit. I can’t see much profit to be made on this as one, not many men would do it, and two, it’s a simple procedure not worth more than a couple hundred dollars. Oh well, that’s the name of the game with medicine, which is sad.
That said, would I get RISUG? Oh HELL yes. I’d have gotten it in my teens had it been available, which would have bought me 10 years from that point to find a doctor to do a vasectomy on me. I would even still get it now, even after a successful vasectomy. Why? In my mind you never can be too careful, and it just takes simple probability to explain. With RISUG and vasectomy having comparable success rates, each one about 99.9% (though with vasectomy this goes to 100% pretty much after the first year), and the fact that the probabilities of either one failing is completely independent of the other failing, you get a failure rate of less than 0.01%! Anything to lessen the chance of unwanted pregnancy even further is, in my mind, a plus.
So men, sound off: would you get RISUG?
So one other person said they wanted to learn more about me personally. Seeing as how I have several new readers on board now and a lot more people following, I felt this was an appropriate topic. So here’s a little bit more about me.
Most people call me “LG” for my first two initials as I have a rather girly first name and my middle name sucks (curse you mom and dad), though I will answer when called by my first name (Lynn) as well and don’t mind either. I’m 25 years old and am an American expatriate residing in Mexico City, Mexico with my mother and youngest sister who joined me here several months after I left. I’m a corporate pilot flying Cessna Citation X aircraft for a corporate flight department and am also a Certificated Flight Instructor.
I received a Bachelor of Science degree in mathematics in 2008 from a small private university in Texas, and I have a partially completed Masters Degree in math (that will stay “partially complete”) as well. I have an Airline Transport Pilot License (2011) with type ratings in the Boeing 737 and the Cessna Citation X. I’m also a Certificated Flight Instructor/Instrument Instructor/Multi-Engine Instructor (2012).
Interests and Hobbies:
I have a wide variety of interests and hobbies. My favorite hobby is ten-pin bowling and I am currently attempting to qualify for PBA membership. I’ve been an active musician for the last 12 years and I play guitar, bagpipe, mandolin, and tin whistle, though I’m a mediocre-at-best singer. I also enjoy many types of dance, distance running, disc golf, and listening to a wide variety of music (I like pretty much anything except classical and the rap “family” of music).
I don’t recall any time at all in my life that I’ve wanted children. About the time I was 10 years old I found myself getting increasingly annoyed with my classmates and they drove me nuts. It was about that time that I firmly made up my mind to be CF. 15 years later at age 25, I’m still CF as ever and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Other Random/Interesting Facts:
I have an INTJ personality and express all of the traits of the personality type in a very pronounced and very powerful way. I’m a huge fan of the Harry Potter series, but I hate reading so everything I know about the storyline I got from the movies. I also haven’t read a novel since my senior year of high school and have no intentions of doing so. I have a particular love affair with 70s/80s style short shorts and that’s the only style of shorts I wear (I refuse to wear anything longer than a 3″ inseam); some of my other favorite fashion items include polo shirts, kilts, automatic watches, and eyeglasses. I have acrylic nails on my right thumb, index, middle, and ring fingers for guitar-playing purposes. We have three cats, a hamster, a corn snake, and a Beagle/Australian Shepherd mix puppy as pets. My youngest sister wants to follow in my footsteps as a professional pilot and I’m currently acting as her own personal flight instructor.
Well, there’s a look into who I am and my life! I think this was probably long overdue as most of you probably didn’t know all of that.
Malaysia Airlines pissed a lot of breeders off last year when they implemented a policy that banned children from first class. Well, fast forward another year and Malaysia Airlines has once again taken steps to make those who’d rather not deal with children on airplanes even further, announcing that the upper decks of their new Airbus A380 aircraft would be equipped with completely kid-free economy class.
When I read stuff like this it is such a breath of fresh air. I’m glad to know that someone out there is actually listening to market demands and expanding their offerings to people who would just rather not have to deal with children. Malaysia Airlines is really pioneering the way to making air travel less painful for those of us who are childfree. Banning children from first class was an excellent first step (what business do they have in first class anyway), but in reality not many of us can really afford first class tickets. This new option expands the options for childfree travelers and makes it to where they don’t have to shell out the big bucks for a first class ticket.
So far Malaysia Airlines is the only airline to offer such a service. Ryanair in the UK (a low-cost airline with all economy seating) started offering completely kid-free flights last year. All of these things are small steps in the direction of childfreedom becoming more accepted in society. I often think of the childfree choice as “the new gay.” Being gay is finally fairly accepted in society, but childfreedom is still not, but is heading that direction. As I said, these advancements just prove it.
It’s a slow process, and we’ve got a long way to go, but we’re winning the war, and we will win the war. Don’t despair, and keep speaking out!
So one of my regular commenters “No Kids Please” wanted me to address the topic of my expatriation to Mexico and what it’s actually like to live here and be CF in this country. I thought this was a great topic, so I think I’ll just kind of pick it up and run with it.
First, let’s talk about a bit of background as to how I got here. It’s been a dream of mine to be a professional pilot since I was a little kid. Ever since my first airplane trip, where we got grounded at the airport for three hours, I knew that’s what I wanted to do. My parents took me up to see the cockpit and the pilots and I was just absolutely fascinated. It left a deep impression on me and that’s when I knew I wanted their job.
Fastforward about 10 years and I apply for an FAA student pilot and medical certificate and I was denied because of some health issues. Thinking I’d never get to live out the dream, I was crushed and instead went to college, majored in math, and went into teaching. I taught for two years, one at the high school level and another at the college level. After a failed stint in graduate school, and finding I was never really happy with teaching, I decided to try again for my dream, only to get denied once again.
That’s when I started looking to leave the US. Truth be told I’d wanted to for some time. I never much liked America. I never fit in there. I didn’t like the culture, the politics, and I’ll be honest, the fact that atheists are marginalized in that country. People love to tout equality in America, and it’s just not there. If it is there, I sure do not see it. I started applying to flight schools in more countries than you even want to know. Come to find out that the reason I was denied in the States is perfectly acceptable for “special issuance” in most other countries (well, the US/FAA has the strictest medical requirements for pilots in the world, so that shouldn’t have surprised me). As it is, I got accepted into flight school in Merida and I didn’t look back. I was 23 years old by this time.
When I arrived in Merida I quite literally had almost nothing. I got off the plane and all I had to my name was some cash, the clothes on my back, and a carry-on suitcase full of clothes, toiletries, and such. I had nothing else. I was definitely scared, but not to be deterred. I knew I was going to have to sacrifice a lot but I was willing to do it. Anything to live out my dream, I was willing to do. It was also at this time I formally renounced my US citizenship to make a bold statement that I didn’t like the way things were done in the US. This left me stateless as I had not, and still have not, established Mexican citizenship, and I am still officially stateless today.
So then I get started in flight school and I fell in love right away, and my entire life was devoted to it. Living off of bank loans at the time, I really didn’t have a job. My life was flying and ground school. I was able to devote so much time to it that I went from zero time to private pilot in 4 weeks, and from zero to having a commercial pilot license took me just three months. After that, I logged well over 100 flight hours per month trying to meet minimum flight time requirements of the local airlines as soon as possible, and even did extra training beyond what was required of me. All of this paid off when I interviewed for an airline job at the end of that year (I told you I logged flight hours extremely fast) and was hired on as a First Officer. That’s when I moved to Mexico City and started my professional flying career and haven’t looked back since.
So with that bit of background, what is life like here? Well, I will be the first to admit that Mexican culture is extremely rich and profound. Everything from the ethnic foods here (that are NOTHING like what you get in the US), to their version of entertainment, etc. is steeped deeply in tradition, and I find it quite attractive. Mexicans’ pride in their culture is at least as great, if not greater than, Americans’ pride in theirs. I’ve assimilated quite well, actually. I can also tell you that what you hear in the States about life in Mexico is simply not true. It’s not poverty-stricken, dangerous, or anything like that if you know where to live. I’ve only lived in big cities, and I can tell you that the standard of living is just as good as any American city I’ve lived in, and actually better than a couple of American cities I’ve lived in. Of course, rural areas can be poverty stricken and Mexico has its bad parts, but so does America! Healthcare is affordable and high quality, there’s no shortage of things to do, and the people are in general very friendly. I definitely feel more “accepted” here. I’m not judged as harshly for my differences here. Nobody looks twice at my “odd” fashion choices, my weird hobbies, or me in general.
It’s actually more accepted to be CF here than it is in the States, from my experience. It’s ironic due to the fact that 80% of the population here is in fact Roman Catholic, but it’s not really frowned upon. The locals, despite most of them being deeply religious, are very live-and-let-live when it comes to stuff like that (for the record, things like gay marriage, adult prostitution, and even recreational drug use are legal here, if that gives you any indication). Even though most people here have pretty substantially-sized families, I’ve never really heard anyone get upset at my CF choice. If the rest of the world was like Mexico in this regard, I probably wouldn’t have a need to have this blog.
Oh, and I should say a lot of people do use birth control here. It’s never been, and never will be an issue. Even though it’s a huge political issue in the mostly Protestant United States, it’s not an issue in mostly Catholic Mexico. Ironic, isn’t it?
Well, that’s sort of what ended me up here and what it’s like. Sorry this got really long-winded, but I hope it gave you a look into my childfree life in the awesome city of Mexico City, Mexico. Thanks for the suggestion!
Yes, I have to admit my blogs have been slowing down as I run out of topics to blog about. It really sucks, I had so many great ideas out of the gate now I’m in a rut!
So now I open it up to you. What childfree/parenting/etc. issues would you like me to address? Do you have a burning question for me? Whatever the case, feel free to leave a comment and tell me, or if you would rather not do so in a public setting, you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Look forward to hearing from you all!
-LGM, the Cool Childfree Guy
So I read the other day where there is talk in the German congress of introducing a tax law that would increase the tax on people without children by 1%.
Now, as it is, in most countries with a national income tax the childfree get shafted anyway because they don’t get the same tax credits that those with children have. As if that wasn’t bad enough, Germany takes this bad up to a whole new level with the introduction of such legislation.
A lot of you might be thinking “what’s 1%?” Well, it depends on how much you make! Childfree people tend to have higher incomes overall than those with children. So let’s say you make $100,000 per year US equivalent (using US as a standardized currency). 1% of $100,000 is $1,000. For most people, that’s a sizable amount out of their tax refund every year, and for some people it would be their entire tax refund! When you think about it like that, that’s an awful lot of money.
The supposed reason behind this tax is to provide incentive to have children and increase the birth rate. Germany, like a lot of other European and otherwise developed countries, is currently experiencing a negative birth rate. There are more people dying than being born (in fact, if I’m not mistaken the US is the only developed country with a positive birth rate at this time). I guess I can kind of see their point, but once again why do they really care? It’s not really tragic for a population or a species to die out.
Well, even with that said, the childfree aren’t the only ones getting shafted by this. What about those who are unable to have children through no fault of their own? They’re going to get hit in the pocket books too. Talk about adding insult to injury!
No matter how you turn it, this new tax is neither fair nor ethical. But, what have I always said on this blog? There’s a stigma when it comes to being childfree that’s not going away anytime soon, and I don’t think it’ll ever really be accepted.
I’ve gotten a lot of anti-CF spam/troll comments lately that I haven’t approved due to their inflammatory and/or derogatory remarks that don’t add to the conversation, but if it’s one thing I’ve come to realize: they’re absolutely right. I guess deep down I do really want kids after all.
I guess I just never really thought about those deeper issues before: about why people desire children and why they’re so appealing. Why people love their children. Why they’d gladly do it all over again the same way. It’s no wonder I feel so empty and unfulfilled in my life today. If only I got married and had a family, I’d be a happier person. I can’t believe I was too shallow and selfish to see that!
I’m calling a doctor first thing Monday morning for a consultation for a vasectomy reversal, and if that doesn’t work, there’s always adoption. I can’t think of anything better than a house full of children. They are life’s biggest blessing, after all.
And if you believe a word of that, well, you’re more gullible than I ever imagined possible.