Being at a loss for words is more or less my standard state, but every now and then I’m left truly speechless. Consider this story about a woman who thinks having children is bad for the environment. On the one hand she can say:
Having children is selfish. It’s all about maintaining your genetic line at the expense of the planet.
And on the other she can say:
I’ve never doubted that I made the right decision. Ed and I married in September 2002, and have a much nicer lifestyle as a result of not having children.
We love walking and hiking, and we often go away for weekends.
Every year, we also take a nice holiday – we’ve just come back from South Africa.
But it’s all coming from a woman who can say this:
I didn’t like having a termination, but it would have been immoral to give birth to a child that I felt strongly would only be a burden to the world.
I’ve never felt a twinge of guilt about what I did, and have honestly never wondered what might have been.
One wonders if she could ever garner up the nerve to ask her own mother how she has dealt with the guilt of bringing a burden to this world.
It’s ironic that she sees having children as selfish, but the benefit (for her) of being childless is to indulge selfish interests (e.g., travel) without being burdened by children.
That’s exactly what I took from it Gunny.
I know one woman, and a couple of men, who never want to have children. But each freely admits that the reason is their own selfishness.
I prefer their honesty to this womans deluded projections.