Showing posts with label choices. Show all posts
Showing posts with label choices. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Nebraska's a Safe Haven

Many states have a "safe haven" law. It's a good thing. It allows for a mother to drop off her newly born baby, no questions asked. It's better than aborting it, in my opinion. There are a lot of women out there who want to have kids and can't. The children can be adopted, at the very least. It also prevents gems of people from doing stupid stuff.

Nebraska's safe haven law, however, needs a bit of tweaking.

In the other states, the cut-off line for abandoning a child at a safe haven is about a week after birth. In Nebraska, you have up til the child is 19.

That's right. NINETEEN!

There are some people who spout off how this is a good thing. It prevents abuse!

Whatever. You really think that someone who is or is planning on abusing their child is going to drop them off at a safe haven? Nooooooooo. They don't do that. That's like, work! And thought! And...*gasp* RESPONSIBLE!

This is America. We don't have responsibility here.

See, people like to think that spanking a child is child abuse. I'm here to tell you. IT AIN'T!

That's why God gave us butts. To apply the Board of Education to the Seat of Knowledge. If spankings squelch personality, my parents squelched mine all over the house.

...and look how NORMAL I turned out!

Besides, what's one man's child abuse is another man's fetish, right? Yeah, I know. You don't want to think about that one...but deep down, you know I'm right.

So, what's the point I'm making? I haven't yet! Do continue to read.

See, in Nebraska, there have been seventeen children abandoned at these "safe havens." Of those seventeen, four are under the age of ten. Of those 17, nine of them belonged to one man and ranged in ages from 1 to 17. Of those 17, one of them... was from another state.

That's right.

If you have a teenager you "just can't deal with" anymore, you can send them to Nebraska--"no questions asked!"

Which is psychologically more damaging? Filing a police report as a minor victim of child abuse or knowing that you parental units abandoned you? Here's the clincher, folks: FOR NO REASON.

There was no evidence of ANY kind of trauma to these kids. The parents simply decided they no longer wanted their responsibility because they couldn't keep their flies closed and their legs together. At seventeen, you're life is suddenly uprooted because your father decided he can't deal with nine of you anymore.

Awww.... my heart bleed's for you....

I don't have kids. Know why?

Because I'm not that responsible. I know this. I like my freedom. I'm selfish, I'm lazy, and I don't need a mini me running around screaming. I have a cat. That's enough. I don't even have parental instincts. I've known this about myself for quite some time. I'd say at least 15 years. "But, Rogue Assassin! You're not that old!" I'm 30. I've known since I was fifteen that I was not cut out to be a parent. I made a decision then and I have stuck to it.

THAT is RESPONSIBLE.

You don't go out and make nine babies and then just decide it's too much for you to handle. Tough luck! You rear them anyway. Your fault for spawning. Why is it that people like me who have no desire for children whatsoever seem to give a flying futa-load more about YOUR kids than you do?!

I've determined the answer to my question is... We've not been lobotomized.

Clearly, you're missing half your brain. And if you aren't, it would fetch a wonderful price. I'm sure there's many scholars out there who could use an fresh, new, UNUSED brain.

I'm all for stopping domestic violence and child abuse. I have issues with the women who feel "they deserve it." With that kind of attitude, it makes me want to slap you, too! But, for those who actually want out of abusive relationships, I'm all for it. I'm all for slugging the weak men who hit women and children--slugging them in the gonads! I'm sure I don't need to reiterate how to deal with rapists and molesters? Yes...I linked the same article TWICE.

Think you're getting a clue...?

Monday, August 18, 2008

American Responsibility

So, I was trolling MSNBC for a news article worthy of my angst and ire when I came across the headline in the "Health" area: The Pill Makes Women Pick Bad Mates. The Pill. Birth control pill. The Pill makes women pick bad mates. It holds a gun to their head and says, "Choose this moron over here!"

The pill makes women pick bad mates.

As if most women need assistance in this area...

When is America going to stop blaming everything but the individual for the problems the individual has? Seriously. Let's look at this "Pill" making women make bad relationship decisions...

The pill puts a woman's body into a hormonally pregnant state (the reason she doesn’t ovulate), and during that time there would be no reason to seek out a mate.
Duh?

While several factors can send a woman swooning, including big brains and brawn, body odor can be critical in the final decision, the researchers say. That's because beneath a woman's flowery fragrance or a guy's musk the body sends out aromatic molecules that indicate genetic compatibility.

So... when a woman's on the pill, they prefer guys who have a similar scent to them. The reason this is bad is most people who are mated to someone with a similar scent have a wandering eye and are more prone to infidelity.

So, maybe science can back that up, but...It's still your choice to sleep around. You can control your brain and your body. It's a choice to go to bed with someone you don't really know and wake up in the morning next to them, wondering what you were thinking. It's a choice to say, "Ya know, I'm not that kind of person." It's a choice, America.

I would be pro-choice in that I fully support the ability to not make myself look like an idiot and pass the blame to someone else. "I spilled the hot coffee I just ordered in my lap! It's the barista's fault for not telling me it was hot!"

People. Please. Own up and take some responsibility.

Alcoholism is not a disease. It's a choice. Obesity is not a disease in most cases, it's a choice. CHILDHOOD obesity is not a disease. If you're seven years old and you sit on your butt and play video games or watch tv instead of going outside and playing tag or hide-n-seek or riding your bike or roller skating, you're going to be fat! Have you ever seen a fat skateboarder? How about a fat surfer? And what about those kids in the Olympics?

It's a choice.

So, the next time you've made a choice and you don't like the outcome of your choices, grow a backbone and say, "Yeah. That's me. I did that." Take ownership and work to improve yourself. There's so many better things the government could spend its money on than why you made a bone-head choice. We don't need to fund a science project to find out why you made a bad relationship choice. We don't need to spend taxpayer money on lawyers for people to sue McDonald's because they chose to eat Big Macs every night for five years and now have blocked arteries and weigh 900lbs.

It's a choice.

Make yours and deal with it.