Category Archives: Parenting
Yesterday, my sister started having contractions. We all know what that means. My little mudblood (to borrow some Harry Potter terminology – I really don’t want to use the term I really think when I think of when I think of my sister procreating with a black man) nephew is on the way and will probably be here within the next couple of days.
Yeah, welcome to this shitty place called the world to have to endure this shitty thing called life. I’m sorry your parents had to be so selfish as to bring you into existence. Ultimately, there’s nothing really worth living for and you will find that out soon enough if I have anything to say about it. If I am still alive by the time you are old enough to understand how the world really works, I will tell you all about it so that you do not repeat the same mistake your parents made.
“Therefore, do not reproduce. Do not repeat the same crimes committed against you. Do not give back the same, evil repaid with evil, as imposing life is the ultimate crime. Do not disturb the unborn. Let them be in the peace of nothingness.” – Fernando Vallejo; address to the youth of Colombia.
EDIT: My nephew was delivered via caesarian section at around 10 PM Thursday, April 16th after natural labor just would not go. Bleh.
It’s bad enough to have children. I’ve discussed that at length here so I won’t go any further into that. What’s even worse is having children and giving them the most stupid fucking names ever.
In this example I’m using my stupid kid sister. Her fiance is black (which is bad enough – I openly admit I’m 100% opposed to interracial relationships/marriages, though I don’t think it should be against the law) and they decided they wanted a black name for their kid. I don’t know what it is about black people but they’re always coming up with the craziest fucking names. What’s wrong with normal names, again?
Anyway, they eventually settled on a Latin name that’s apparently been bastardized by the black community to an incorrect pronunciation. They’ve chosen the name “Kyrie” which, with a little knowledge of Latin (which I have quite a bit having done college choir and such back in the day), will tell you the proper pronunciation is “kih-ree-ay” (and if you don’t believe me, look up the song Kyrie by Mr. Mister). Naturally this is a feminine sounding name and would be perfectly fitting for a female. But oh no, they just had to bastardize it and change it to a male name with a totally wrong pronunciation – “kie-ree.” Apparently there’s a pro basketball player with the same spelling and pronunciation even though it’s totally wrong.
After having proved my point my sister was pissed off but hey, that’s how it goes. Which brings me to my point: why use ridiculous names when they will only cause grief later on? People will no doubt constantly mispronounce their names leading to an immense amount of frustration. Stick to names everyone knows and save them a lot of grief later.
Well, whatever. Rant over.
Seriously, why do we set aside a day specifically to recognize male breeders? It makes absolutely no sense to recognize something that’s just a result of biology.
There is nothing special about fatherhood. There is nothing miraculous or amazing or divine about it. There’s nothing spectacular about sticking one’s penis into a woman’s vagina and making it vomit into the birth canal and thus starting the cycle of reproduction. It’s all basic biology! We don’t celebrate mitosis, the production of ATP, or any other biological process with its special holiday, why the hell this? Makes absolutely no sense.
If anything, fathers are to be demonized as much as their female counterparts, for without their sperm we would not exist, and since it’s better never to be brought into existence, it follows that fathers, like mothers, have all committed the supreme act of evil. And for that reason alone, it follows that fathers should be scorned, not glorified.
So to my biological father, and to all fathers wherever you are, FUCK YOU!!!!!!!
Originally posted on Ask a Philosopher:
Why do people keep bearing children when life is so hard, ugly, and unfair?
Why to bring into existence a new life, when life is so much pain? why when anyway, most times, children bring more worries than happiness? why do parents look through ‘pink glasses’ while deciding to have children, hoping for a beautiful life for their children (and for themselves), and they don’t learn from the experience of their parents?
Why, when no-one thinks anyway that living his/ her life again (exactly the way it already was) does worth it?
I see children everywhere, new poor lives, it seems like their parents think that life is worth living. when they’re not happy anyway, why do they bring into existence a new life, that will suffer the same as they do?
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So a guy I used to play in a pipe band with just had a kid. Posted it all over his Facebook and whatever, baby pictures, whatever. Here we go with the annoyance of the baby pictures every five minutes and whatever, but as my understanding of this world has evolved, my irritation with it has gone a different direction.
I don’t feel sorry for him or the mother. I’m not happy for them obviously, in fact I can’t help but kind of feel some resentment toward them. Whenever I hear of an old friend or family member having a baby, my initial reaction is always one of sympathy for the baby.
Every time a child is born it’s a tragedy. Being stripped of the blissfully ignorant state of non-existence and being forced into existence by one’s parents is nothing short of a moral travesty. This is why I can’t help but get angry and couples who consciously try to conceive, when they could just as easily adopt a kid that’s already been brought into existence and not force another individual into existence.
Surely I can’t be the only one who feels this way whenever I hear a baby announcement. Who knows? Maybe I am. I highly doubt it though. If one is antinatalist to the core like me I can’t think of any other way the could feel. This world is a sad, scary place, life fucking sucks, and to subject another being to it is just the ultimate act of cruelty and selfishness.
Fellow childfree/antinatalists: do you feel the same way?
Though this doesn’t directly pertain to a childfree or antinatalist theme, I figured this recent entry on my main blog would fit here, mainly because I see a bunch of raging parents (and sometimes their offspring even) getting belligerent with sports officials, and it’s just uncalled for. I swear, sometimes parents act more like children at sporting events than their kids do. It makes me sick to my stomach. I feel sorry for those kids that have to deal with it. It’s embarrassing.
I understand that in the heat of competition you might get a little irritated with a close call that doesn’t go your way. I understand you fans really want your team to win. I really do. Competition turns even the best of people into monsters just frothing out the mouth to kill someone, and understandably so. However, the lack of respect for sports officials is absolutely disgusting.
I’m a former sports official. I officiated pee-wee/middle school/high school football, middle school/high school basketball, and ASA/USSSA/high school/NAIA/NCAA softball for 6 years. It was about the best job I could have had at the time which gave me flexible hours and paid better than just about any other part-time job I could have. I didn’t much like the job, mind you, but it fit my lifestyle at the time.
Most games went by without issue. I mean yes, coaches and players would want to ask me a couple of questions, but a majority of the time they did so in a polite manner and all was well. There were however a handful of incidents every season that got crazy, all of which resulted in me removing the offending person(s) from the area. I had a reputation for a quick ejection and/or a quick technical foul. These earned me the nicknames “Mr. T” and “the ejection seat” which, I have to admit, I was proud of. I didn’t put up with any BS from anyone. The second a coach or player raised their voice to me it was an immediate technical or ejection. That was my policy and I stuck to it. I also had no issues removing problem fans and I ejected more than my fair share of them. I wasn’t about to stand around and take any verbal abuse from anyone. It’s just not necessary and it won’t change my call.
The point being is that we’re only human beings. I promise you officials don’t intentionally hose you. We are limited by the perspective we have on the field and admittedly it’s not necessarily the best view, and in many cases those in the stands and/or watching on TV at home have a better view than we do. We also don’t have the luxury of slow-motion replay (with the exception of D1 NCAA and NFL football) so we have to make snap judgments on bang-bang plays.
I challenge any of you hecklers to put on the stripes, the blue, or whatever and do a better job. You think you can do a better job than us, so why not come down here and prove to us you can do a better job? What, afraid you’re going to make yourself look silly? Yeah, that’s what I thought, smartasses.
Like I said, I understand that tempers can fly in competition. That said, bitching at us over what you think may be a bad call isn’t going to win you any brownie points and if anything will do nothing but hurt your cause. I’m speaking from experience on the other side of the coin too. I played men’s fastpitch softball for about 10 years. I have been ejected my fair share of times and every time I was ejected I fucking deserved it and I knew it before I even opened my mouth to jaw at the umpires. I have no hard feelings toward any of the umpires who gave me the heave-ho and had I been in their position I’d have done the same thing. It’s just part of it though.
You don’t have to like the call, but you had better damn well respect it. We really do our best, and we have bad days just like anyone else. Cut these poor officials some slack. It really is a hard job.
I was reading a couple of entries recently over on Breederoo (or, to be more politically correct I suppose, Momaroo [a Xanga sister site] which I refer to as Breederoo because every one of the bitches that posts there has a total breeder mentality) talking about Mothers’ Day gifts and I’m over here just rolling my eyes the entire time. It’s like they were saying they actually deserve something for Mothers’ Day other than a swift kick in the rear end for bringing their poor children into existence (which, as I’ve established many times on this site, is a great harm and it would have been better never to exist).
Well, let’s get something straight, bitches. Your kids don’t owe you jack shit for Mothers’ Day or any other day, just like they aren’t obligated to care for you in your own age or anything else you think your damn kids owe you. “What I Want for Mothers’ Day?” “Ten Things I DON’T Want For Mothers’ Day?” Yeah, FUCK YOU, STUPID MOO!!! You better just be damn grateful your kids got you anything at all. They don’t owe you a damn thing, I don’t care if it is Mothers’ Day. Just be fucking glad they aren’t cursing your name for bringing you into this world. Get your fucking heads out of your asses and realize you don’t deserve some special gift for DOING YOUR FUCKING JOB AS A PARENT!!!! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!!!
Though, sadly, selfish narcissistic parents are the norm today. They think they’ve done the world’s greatest thing by bringing children into existence (when the opposite is true, they committed the world’s greatest atrocity by doing so), and that the whole world revolves around their damn kids and that we should bend over backwards to accommodate them, coo over them, awe over them, WHATEVER!!!!! I’m tired of this kid/parent-friendly world worshipping breeders and their spawn at their fucking feet!
Fuck Mothers’ Day.
About a week ago one of my readers emailed me a link to a story that was just too juicy not to share. It’s about a high school girls’ basketball team who decided they’d be all cool and pull a prank on their opponents. Well, pranks can seem harmless enough, except for this one was a total health hazard! These girls poured HUMAN PEE into the water cooler of the opposing team! (Read more here).
You know, something like this is something I’d expect little kids to do (and be justly punished for, I should add). Teenagers should be old enough to know that this is a total health hazard and could have made someone very sick indeed! Of course, with today’s lazy, shit parents I’m not surprised something like this happened. Where were the parents in all of this? Do they just not care? I swear to fucking god if my kids did this (regardless of age!) they wouldn’t have been able to sit down for a month!
I think the most disturbing thing about this is the seeming indifference from the opposing school’s administrator. From the article: “‘We all need to remember that people make mistakes whether we’re adults or 14- to 18-year-old kids,’ said Hanson. ‘We need to sit back, no matter how upset, appalled or angry we are. I’m asking for our students, coaches and community to take the high road on this and show we are the classy people we are.'” Sorry dude, but your indifference is part of the reason these kids think they can get away with crap like this! You should be filing charges, not letting stuff like this go! What a joke.
Unfortunately, toilet pranks aren’t limited to just this. One of my very good friends told me of two similar incidents in her own high school. In one incident there was a lunch box left in a classroom for most of the year, so one day this kid decides to take a shit in it and leave it in someone’s locker. Um, hello? That’s a health hazard in the highest degree! I don’t know if he ever was brought to justice, however. In another incident she mentioned, a teacher asked a student to go refill her water bottle. The student filled her water bottle with toilet water, got the teacher sick. In this case, justice was served because she got expelled for her dastardly act. Maybe sometimes justice is served, but not often enough it seems like.
Anyway, I don’t know why kids are as bad as they are these days, but it just reinforces why I’m childfree and antinatalist both: my kids would be well-behaved and I would make sure of that (if I had them, that is), and as a result they’d be teased and bullied more than likely, and that’s not fair to them to subject them to it.
I just read about a sushi restaurant opening up in Del Ray, Virginia that is going full-on adults only. Only 18+ admitted, no exceptions, ever.
I love sushi and I love childfree establishments, so if I’m ever in Del Ray, you can better believe I’ll be dropping in for a bite!
Read more here.
OK you worthless stupid fucking breeder mommy bitch, let’s get something straight: if your kid is throwing a temper tantrum in a public place of business, I WILL stare at you and your whiny, crying, snotty-nosed crotch dropping until you either shut him/her up or remove him/her from the premises, and quite frankly I’m not the only one who is irritated as fuck by your stupid fucking kid.
Quite frankly your kid is not the center of the fucking universe. Your kid is not the future doctor who will cure cancer or the next astronaut or whatever you want to think. Your kid is nothing but a fucking nuissance and a menace to the general public. That’s not to say you have to leave him/her alone at home or you can’t take him/her anywhere you go, but know your fucking limits and if something goes wrong, REMOVE YOUR DAMN KID. I don’t understand why the fuck your parents understood that but you can’t seem to.
Don’t you think I’ll stop there, though. I’ll take it a step further even. If mine and everyone else’s stares aren’t enough to embarrass you enough to remove your kid, I will TELL you to myself. I don’t care if you think I’m a dick for doing so, I WILL tell you to. I have no problem embarrassing you or pissing you off to the point where you’re all but forced to leave. It needs to happen sometimes.
You fucking breeder bitches really need to be put in your fucking places. First of all, having children is morally reprehensible to begin with. Subjecting another life to the pain of an earthly existence puts you in the morally bankrupt category (not to mention incredibly fucking selfish category), but you already demonstrate that by the way you think we should just bend over and accommodate your little sprogs. Sorry, but if I acted like your kid is in public I’d either be asked to leave or I’d be arrested. You need to hold your kid to the same fucking standards for maintaining order of the peace. And people wonder why I’m in full support of businesses outright banning kids (and also why the businesses who institute “brat bans” have seen business actually INCREASE after doing so!).
One last thing, bitch. Don’t you EVER refer to me or any of the rest of us as “childless.” We are CHILDFREE, not childless. We aren’t “less” or “lacking” anything by not having children. If anything, we have more free time, more money, and more fun. I’m so sorry you miss your former life without children because now all of a sudden you’re handcuffed and can’t do the things you love to, but don’t take it out on us.