Monday, February 23, 2009

The B-boom

I see a lot of people are moving on. And what has me by surprise is that a lot of people are moving on in a very selfish manner. It happens like this... at first I am taken by shock, then surprise, then amazement, and then the inevitable disgust. It sometimes happens that I meet a long-lost someone who turns out to have met another long lost someone, who in turn turns out to know another long lost someone else. Now I know all about full moon, I have Alaskan Malamutes who actually respond to full moon periods. But this is outrageous, is there a baby moon out there or what? It so seems to be, that a woman's stamp on the world seems to be a word spelt with the letter B. It's not beauty, but it is total bullshit. It's a baby and oh boy isn't everybody happy? No. Why is every girl I know (minus Rob, but then Rob is sensible) getting pregnant? And it's not as if they're blooming health, they're blooming silly and selfish. Biological clock running out is not a good excuse. Babies should be born into solid relationships because babies are defenceless tiny things who need to be protected by mum and dad. Having a baby just on a whim, and then what? Being excited because there's a growing belly.. but do they really have to incorporate a baby in doing that? Can't they just eat themselves silly or something? I will never understand this biological clock thing, but then I never understand any type of clock. If a man and a woman have a stable relationship going, then go forth and multiply and square that answer to your hearts' content. But are six months enough to guarantee a stable relationship, enough to make two suddenly three? And why do these girls think they've just got very clever? It's not as if they're doing something nobody has ever done. We know how it's done, pretty easy actually. It's becoming the latest trend, this baby boom. A man and a woman who have not yet got past the courting stage, and bang, there comes baby. It's sad. What about the baby? How the hell would I be able to explain that to my baby? I'd say, you see I met your dad whom I never saw anymore, and decided I wanted to do something different, so I just lay on my back and prayed to God and there you were! It would nowadays make a 5 year old laugh himself silly. And silly would be fine. But it doesn't remain silly. Then they go on benefits because they have to raise what they got on a whim. And the flipping government actually pays them to do that. I think I'm off to buy a dolly, hide it under my clothes. No I don't need that physically I think I could actually pass off for a baby-to-have girl. Then I'd just stay at home reaping the benefits. This is all bullshit and anybody thinking that it is a good idea should be sent to Africa where they can increase and multiply as much as they like... and go and work to make a living. There's no way people are just getting portions out of my taxes just because they're on a whim.