Tim Barrus: New York Times
I never asked to be here.
My life has always has been a painful, vile thing. My parents are dead and I blame them.
I slug it out day-to-day. There are too many children, too many irresponsible, self-inflated parents who have kids for their own indifferent reasons. They are only focused on themselves. Cruelty.
Life is not sacred. Often, it’s a nightmare of disease, poverty, gruesome misery, and whose existence is an unending cascade of failure and agony.
Does the future feel bright to you. Does the history of the species feel bright to you. Does the here and now represent hope to you.
I am glad for you, and I would like to borrow your rosy-colored glasses. Having children can only pull you down into the toxic darkness where escape is a mean fantasy.
The New York Times will judge this as uncivil. But there it is. Artifice. Deceit. This is why we have invented religion, and why we indoctrinate kids with guile.
If you will only defer any reinforcement in the here and now, and trade that in for a savior, it will all be better, happier, and joyous. There is no evidence this savior creature is real.
Children know. Until they encounter and surrender their individuality to the beliefs of the status quo. The status quo is misinformation designed to manipulate. We survive.
Human cultures crave more adherents. This keeps families in power.
The church wants babies. Easy to see through.
No more kids.