Child Killing

Stop doing it.

With so many people breaking their backs to have children or to adopt children, you don’t have to kill them and damn your soul to a fiery hell for all eternity in doing so.

These aren’t even my own children, but I’d still take it to some sick asshole for doing it to anybody’s child.

If we don’t take care of them, who will?

The human baby is still the only species that cannot survive on its own.

Think about that for a second.

What about third-world countries where children are raised to be killers, carrying automatic rifles and grenades before they are old enough to go to high school?

You can’t blame the parents, either. The kids were most likely forcibly taken from their homes and raised by some tribal warlord with no soul and no conscience.

The sight of a ten year-old smiling and hoisting an assault weapon elicits the same disgusted response I get to watching children dressed in Nazi uniforms with their little arms angled menacingly in the air.

You can blame the parents for these tiny miscreants.

Racism is a learned behaviour and prejudices are transferred.

It is amazing that I have the most and best knowledge of childrearing without ever having any children of my own.

It’s not as easy as it looks.

Little kids are still the best at Christmas.

Endless energy, a concept far-removed from my life, and unbridled joy at just playing in the snow.

Worth the price of admission.

I can remember running around a golf course like that.

In 1961.

My Christmas light display is now confined to bushes and on-ground decorations since I still have a little instability when I get high up on the ladder, but it still looks cool.

I really, really, really hope that Biden is NOT the next president.

I really, really, really hope that Trump isn’t either.

The problem I see, is that you are either gonna get Trump or Trump Lite with one of his cult follower Republicans.

This is the reason I am glad that I am old enough to not be bothered one way or another with the fuck-ups of the weak Democratic party and the fuck-ups of the overzealous Republican party.

 Life is much more palatable if you are not forced to sup on the diseased entrails of American politics, believe me.

Apolitical Maddogg.

So how about the absolutely awesome World Cup in Qatar?

Unbelievable.

I am awaiting the England-France match in about a half-hour, and if France prevails, my new favorite will be those wacky Moroccans. They have given up one goal in the World Cup and it was an own goal!

What a story.

I love seeing the fans from the respective countries in their native dress, and if I were an aspiring photographer, I’d be shooting for the gig of the guy whose job it is to find the hottest chicks in the stadium (Down Maddogg! Down Boy!).

Stay well.

Published by maddogg09

I am an unmotivated genius with an extreme love for anything that moves the emotional needles of our lives.

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