Stop Making People
If you want to stop fighting monsters, you have to stop creating monsters.
Eight billion of anything is too many of that thing. Anyone who doesn’t think so is greedy and an unfit member of society. That’s what parents are. Parentsites. Insatiable, selfish, narcissists. There are so many options to prevent making more people, and they just don’t care about anything but their own wants. And now society sucks.
If there weren’t so many people, there wouldn’t be so many suckers for real evil and greed to feed off of. As they say “a sucker is born every minute”. Everytime you make a new person, you feed the machine. You just pumped another person into this shitty world for the evil to win over. I honestly shouldn’t have to explain this shit to you, it’s so fucking obvious.
And if you want a child that fucking badly, just buy one like a responsible adult. Why does yours have to look like you? Do you truly believe that you look so fucking great? You know who does look great? ME, asshole! My face is fucking amazing. It’s literally one of the best faces I’ve ever seen on a human being. But you don’t see me out here making new people and new problems about it. I have had my uterus removed in order to ensure that I never contribute the underlying issue of most of our problems in a society that is controlled by greed.
i understand how a simple mind could be convinced that they are special enough to bring life into the world. It’s the collective narcissism perpetuated by capitalism that makes everyone think that they are entitled to everything new and shiny. But your children will get old, and cranky and become a drain on society just like every other old person who’s still allowed to vote. [We’ll get into getting rid of old people in another rant]. And that’s if they make it to be old. Humans can die at any age. That’s because our society values the profits of healthcare more than the heathcare in and of itself. There are so many children in the 193 countries on our planet already who don’t have enough of the obvious bare necessities to fully appreciate the human experience. Rude. And it’s definitely 100% not my fault whatsoever.
I try to lead my most sustainable life. I go out of my way to avoid styrofoam when I go out to to eat; Even when I owned my restaurant, our togo containers were biodegradable or reusable. I bring a backpack and reusable bags when I go grocery shopping. I live in close proximity to the things I need like work, groceries, and the dog store, so I use a car no more than 7 days a month. And so many other small, conscious acts of sustainable awesomeness. The point is, I’m actually doing the work. And every time you buy a #2 pencil, a textbook, a pack of diapers, a cheap plastic toy from a quarter machine, a fucking happy meal, you’re undermining every action that I do to try to fix the world, that’s all.
I believe that overpopulation of the earth is a real human problem, and I feel really high and mighty for not contributing to it. You should be so lucky.
Fuck responsibly. Fuck for fun. Buy this tee in the shop!