People like al make me wish for retro-active abortion. Their DNA should definitly have fizzled away in a dead-end genetic street.

Thanks for your response; I'm glad to hear that you were at least sort of kidding about the charge of genetic inferiority. The thing is, I actually know enough about evolutionary biology to understand the argument you're making, but I still reject it. Under its terms, everybody who reproduces is genetically superior to, or more "successful" than, everybody who doesn't: an abusive, drug-addicted creep who has a child and dies in her twenties is more "successful" than, say, Mother Teresa. And people who have raised their children to adulthood are thereafter pointless and purposeless--there's no biological value in the (I hope delightful) sex you and your wife are apparently about to have, or in your continued existence. As is no doubt obvious, I think that's a ridiculous way of judging the value of anyone's life or choices. I have no reason to think I'm intrinsically genetically unfit--that I couldn't have kids, or that I might not have chosen to do so under different *environmental*, rather than biological, circumstances (e.g. if I'd had a different set of life experiences with these same genes I've got now). If you measure happiness or success or what have you by whether someone reproduces, then yep, I'm a big loser, and some rather horrible folks I know are glorious winners--but that's not how I'm measuring it! My genes may be designed to reproduce themselves, but they're not calling all the shots, and I'm kind of happy about that. I expect they might like me to do all kinds of other stuff I'm not really interested in, like attacking people who are competing with me and my (imaginary) offspring for resources...

I'm going to assume you're joking about the "do your duty" thing, as you seem to have an excellent sense of humor :)

the mormons have shot themselves in the foot by mindless reproducing--in the rural communities in the arizona/utah borders, almost everyone there is related to each other. these fundies produce lots and lots of kids, and their kids marry each other, producing lots more kids with this deadly gene floating around.

your contention that women who have given birth are better lays: is this because you've fucked every non-mother on this earth? how high is your body count, exactly? i mean, can you actually support this non-sensical thesis of yours that giving birth automatically increases a woman's bedrooms skills? does your body count dwarf wilt chamberlain's? oh, and have you fucked many, many different mothers as well? do all mothers fuck the same? are their vaginas and mouth tighter or something? are mothers less likely to use teeth in the blow jobs they give? oh please, do tell!

1) "Waiting" for 8+ years is fairly common in other countries. Not in the trigger-happy US, for sure.

-- LeCastor

Or swallowed instead of spread.

I'm just sayin'.

I didn't finish reading this entertaining and well-written piece, but I hope it ended with both of our narcissistic friends happily childless. God help the baby that saddles the selfishness of this pair. Bill Taylor

I'll bet your mom wishes she'd waited a little longer.....

1) "Waiting" for 8+ years is fairly common in other countries. Not in the trigger-happy US, for sure.

-- LeCastor

Or swallowed instead of spread.

I'm just sayin'.

-- No Name Given

Your mother, on the other hand, must be just THRILLED with how you turned out...

sorry, i couldn't resist, it was just too easy.

Try and contribute

I mean, really, try and contribute to the thread topic. It's not that hard. :)

-- LeCastor

As Brad Pitt taught us:

Whenever a woman does not want your spawn there is always an equally hotter chick more than willing to stop the world and breed with you.

Why waste your time in trying to change someone's mind? Its like trying to change a truck into a sedan when there is a perfectly good sedan one dealership down.

As a female, I never had much of a desire to have children. I was married, but it seemed less and less like something I wanted to do, and the husband felt the same way. I asked a few of my childless (and older) friends if they regretted not having a child, and none of them did. I also talked to one woman who actually did admit to having a child and regretting it. And, of course, I observed the sacrifices and the lifestyles of the parents.

Now, at 50, I have no regrets that I had no children. I still mull over the idea of being a foster parent to an older child that might really need a home. I think I'd be far more useful in that capacity, if I ever do get that desire to parent.

Choice. It's a bitch. Some of us have a lot of it. And some of us don't. That ain't bad, either of those states of being. The trick is to shoulder the burden of your possibilities and not cave, and to weather the inevitability of your choices and not become a facist.

The thing that really gets me these days is the amount of emotional investment we all have in each others decisions. As if it effects us profoundly, as if someone choosing the opposite of what we chose is the equivalent of spitting out a mouthful of our favorite wine, onto our white dress shirt, and proclaiming to the crowd that what we love is junk.

The anger I hear coming from people seems so strange. Like they are being insulted. There is some sort of unnamed stress here, that I would imagine isn't really about children, or marriage, or even choice. I think it's about the torture of watching someone else think, of having to ponder the weird workings of their alien self.

Look at your feet. They are still there. You will still do whatever it is that you need to do. Please try to take your judgement off of the person whose insides you cannot pretend to understand, no matter what they write, and no matter how many times you are sure you have heard it all before.