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I'm not sure whether to be horrified or amused by the claims that childless people are parasites. Are we? I gladly pay rather high property taxes for good schools and nice parks and city summer programs that subsidize violin and dancing lessons and theatre for the kiddies, because it keeps them out of my hair. Oh yeah, and it makes them happy.
To the singles and other childless posting here to complain: I would suggest that you heed the advice of a previous poster, pipe down, and exploit the opportunities you have to arrive at work without spit-up or jam on your collar, travel halfway round the world at a moment's notice, or churn out tons of work without being interrupted by some whiny second-grader calling you from the secretary's office because she forgot her homework AGAIN. And then go home to your "prior commitment." (Mine is a peaceful dinner by candlelight with my husband, although I've never used my wedding ring as a weapon, honest.) Ignore the condescension and self-righteousness of the parents who are flaming you here and enjoy your chaos-free life. Living well is the best revenge.
