I don’t like kids.
At all.
It’s not just a phase I’m going through or anything, and it’s not like I haven’t been exposed to kids, and yes there are some spawn that I can tolerate, but it’s usually not until they’re old enough to be interesting, and not old enough to be teenagers, pre-teens… in grade school.
Anyhow… just because I don’t want any in my house doesn’t mean I hate all of them and wish them harm. Which brings me to my point.
I was on the bus and a couple got on with their son who was maybe about two-ish. Maybe younger? He was standing upright most of the time and he was loud, but he was pretty non-verbal. His parents were both … let’s just say, I’m pretty sure they were high on heroin. They were both doing the junkie droop, where they seem to defy gravity, just getting lower and lower until something fires in their brain and they jerk back up again. Meanwhile, Junior was standing on a chair, yelling, jumping, wiggling, flailing… he wasn’t upset or anything. Just bored, needing attention, and loud.
Creeped me out, man. That kid hasn’t got a chance in the world.
So what do I do? Other than feel disgusted, I mean.
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While my “poison the illegal drug supply to kill the users” idea met with varying degrees of “you cold heartless bastard”, I’d modify it to read “poison the illegal drug supply to sterilize the users”. You want to get unbelieveably high on some stuff, do us all a favor and avoid parenthood.
Feel sorry for the ruggitus ratticus of course.
Soapbox, deactivate.
That? Makes me sad. Your post, that is; not the comment by Daffyd.