Saturday, April 15, 2006

In Reponse to Commentary

A Reader, John, made the following comment:

Ah.. but there's the differentiation between PARENTS (I had a set) and BREEDERS (whom I see very often, varying from allowing their kids to open and play with toys in the store to evil-eyeing you if you don't kiss their kiddies asses).

Kind of frightening to realize I have no progeny, yet my behavior towards children is better than 90% of the actual 'parents'(breeders)

I posted this response in comments, but felt it needed to be shared with both other people who read this thing:

The distinction is drifting into non-existence. I acknowledge that there were, once upon a time, these mythical "parents" of which you speak. However, those are extinct. The act linked seems like a perfectly fucking reasonable alternative to controlling your fucking children. If you cannot outwit your kids, you have no business having them.

This is another reason why the world is doomed. Those smart enough to raise kids don't fucking want them. Each generation becomes more and more stupid. Soon, the world will be populated by porch sitting, banjo-playing, sister-fucking freaks. I just home that a comet strikes us before then, or HN51 is a million times worse then predicted.

I am not an environmentalist, but this is the time I wish that the Earth actually had consciousness. And an anti-body system, to deal with the likes of the scum spreading across it. I am not about saving the planet. I could give a flying fornication at an undulating pastry about the planet. I just hate having to share it with 6.2 billion morons, and breeding more all the time.

You know what? The whole thing is going into the regular post. More people need to read this.

Not like they will, because the place does not get much traffic, and I don't think anyone will make it past the pre-amble.

He has a point. There is a distinction. But there are maybe 5 of them left walking the earth at this point. Those kinds of parents are like California Condors at this point. They are just as rare, and just as ugly to the rest of the world. Because we all know its someone else's fault if your little mutant is not the perfectly obedient mini-adult you expect them to be.

And parents, in case you are wondering, you are not one of the 5.


John said...

Suggested reading: The Marching Morons by C.M. Kornbluth (c 1951). The basis is that the unintelligent outbreed the intelligent, bringing the average IQ (or actual intelligence and capability) down. In the story, the capable exist as a kind of 'underground' that creates 'toys' that keep the 'morons' of the title occupied... for instance a vehicle that blows air over the driver to simulate high speeds while driving at 25 MPH (40kph).
Available in the SF Hall of Fame, vol 2a

Rorschach said...

Well, just hope my mom never reads this. She gets told she is not one of them 5, she will tear you a new one. An John, that was a great story. Course, you were the one that turned me on to it in the first place. :)