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Friday, March 17, 2006

look out for numero uno, kiddies

I've been hearing a lot of buzz about this lawsuit. Apparently a 25 year old guy doesn't want to have to pay child support to his 20 year old girlfriend because 1. she told him she couldn't have children and 2. he made it completely clear he did not want children at that point in his life. He contends she made the decison to have the child knowing full well he did not want her to have/keep it, so why should he have to pay?

I do think he has a valid argument. I can easily see both sides. I heard a radio show debating the issue, and someone suggested setting up a time frame after learning of a pregnancy for they guy to 'opt out'. Then the girl takes that into consideration when deciding whether to keep it or get rid of it, either through abortion or adoption. It does make sense. Then the guy doesn't have to pay every month for the rest of his life for a child he didn't want, and made perfectly clear he didn't want. Girls do hold all the cards, so to speak. Then again, they go through 9 months of pregnancy and labor. It's a tough issue.

More importantly, though, is the impact on this child, who apparently was forgotten in the midst of all of this stupidity. Hello, men and women, if you don't want children, fucking protect yourself! It's not a difficult concept. If a girl tells you she can't have children, should you trust her? Not today, folks. So wear a rubber, and you'll never (or very rarely) find yourself in this situation. Guy says he's infertile? Have him wear a rubber, or take birth control, or use a diaphragm. Not incredibly difficult.

It's disgusting. No, maybe this bonehead didn't want children, but he sure wasn't that concerned, if he didn't wear a rubber. People need to start being responsible for themselves. 'She lied.' Boo fucking hoo. Get a clue, moron. People lie all the time. This isn't a new concept. And now there's a child in the picture, due to his dumbassness. Did he want it? Maybe not. But the kids here, regardless. So pay for it. Them's the breaks.

I'm so darn sick of people blaming others for their problems. Take some fucking responsibility for yourselves, and you won't find yourself in this predicament.

Okay, that's my rant for today. Soon I'll be celebrating like a true 1/4 Irishman. Bring on the green beer! As MT, my dear friend lucky enough to be living in Ireland for a while told me today, Beannachtái Lá Fhéile Pádraig!!! That's Gaelic for Happy St. Patricks Day. It's pronounced ban-ach-tee la fay-le Paw-drig. Enjoy! And have fun pooping green tomorrow morning!

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