Children as pets
April 23rd, 2005My wife’s parents were way ahead of their time. In 1972 they finally realized their dream of adopting a child, since they were unable to have one naturally. Incapable of normal human love, they continued to lavish themselves, and her, with luxuries like a nanny and all the toys money could buy. Of course her mother never took a day off work when they finally got her, even though she was only 7 days old. The child wasn’t the point. Mommy had a job to do to make sure she could keep making the money for the piano lessons and dance classes she had planned for her little baby to make her proud.
Besides, “that nigger” (Mommy’s words — heard ‘em myself) Lula Mae was there to take care of the baby, on the cheap. I had the opportunity to meet Lula Mae before she died. One of the finest and most humble women I’d ever met. While working for peanuts raising someone else’s spoiled kid, she raised about 10 of her own. Most of them are doctors and lawyers now. I look forward to talking with her when I get to heaven.
My wife had every material thing she could ever want… with strings. And she never had the one thing she really wanted – unconditional love. Until she met me. She ran from it because she doesn’t know what to do with it.
I’m determined that my daughters will understand my unconditional love no matter what it takes. I wish I could tell their grandparents that children are not pets. I will not allow my daughters to be defiled that way anymore than I would let them live with child molesters.
If you’re a married mother that’s working while your children are in government schools, I’m talking about you and your pathetic excuse for a husband.
Ouch!
But mostly true.
DC’s ALL fired up tonight! Preach it brutha!
DC’s rocking on full auto!
Preaching the truth, but it sounds like you might be running on anger. I know, I’ve been there.
This is not a criticism, just an observation.
A paper my husband wrote for his human sexuality class that is on the same topic:
“Where Have All the Children Gone?”
“In the 3rd century AD there was a prophet called Mani. He preached a doctrine of conflict between Good and Evil. He saw the material world as the devil’s creation. Marriage and motherhood was a grave sin in his view, since by bearing children people multiply the works of Satan. The Manichean ideal was to move mankind to a super-terrestrial realm of Good by way of gradual extinction.”
Is the ideal far fetched? I do not think so. Everywhere children are being exploited as our society spins out of control. Birth rates are falling dramatically while the spin goes on that the world is overpopulated. Recently the Czech Ministry of Labor and Social Affairs issued the following: “In terms of intergenerational solidarity, the importance of the child as an investment for material support in old age has been limited by the social security and pension insurance system, which has eliminated people’s immediate dependence on children. The importance of the child’s role in relation to its parents has transferred to the emotional sphere, which reduced the direct material indispensability of children in a family, while also allowing for them being replaced with certain substitutes bringing emotional satisfaction.”
In other words, children become nothing more than pets- “objects of luxury consumption.” Selfishness has pervaded our society where no legacy will be found because children are no longer viewed as a blessing but a curse, hindering my plans, my future. How will we be remembered? Who will carry on the memory? Do we care?
All of these are important questions to ask ourselves. The lifestyle that has taken so much of our time and focus will simply vanish because there is no one to take the place of the one who has gone on. Surplus will overwhelm the shrunken population or the spoils will go to the most populous simply because there will be no one to resist. So much for the good life as man consumes his resources and ignores the legacy within his own loins.
It is so odd that the pleasure that man made his god will actually implode, consuming him. Implode, of course, means to burst or collapse within, so while man has sought after his pleasures, within him has been the potential of great blessing which he simply altered or did away with.
A comment on the article “Where Have All the Children Gone?” Article is here: http://techcentralstation.com/012705D.html
I thought you might like to read what he wrote, DC, since it goes along with what you wrote.
Love and shalom,
Serena
Wow, that is really judgmental.