Okay, so I'm a greeter which means I am the god of the front of the restaurant. I make or break shifts with impunity. I plant asses in chairs and present options and utensils. Basically, I practically run that shit from the word GO. So why is it okay, in any motherfucking plane of reality, to let your feral fucking brat walk up and punch me in the knees? Yes, this is exactly what the fuck happened.
I stood there telling the kid to "not rumble with strangers" and started highfiving it's hand instead so it wouldn't hit me in the fucking knees. I told it to stop it and go back to its mother and it never did, and the fucking breeder didn't do a damn thing! (SHOCK) Little fucking brat.
Seriously, FUCK BREEDERS.
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So.. We know that food and water are running out, with overpopulation and all... Yet people keep on poppin' out those babies! I guess they want to have their baby and eat it too...
My top reason is that parenting gives you a free license to be selfish based purely on the fact that you're being selfish for an emanation of your own self. The illusion that what you do to benefit your children benefits them solely is a fallacy. Every parent benefits from the benefits that their children receive. Henceforth, it gives one a license to perpetuate a dog-eat-dog mentality that I perceive to be amoral. Parents say that their children are their greatest loves, what they forget to add is that they are their ONLY loves and only because their children are a reflection of themselves. I prefer to be able to love multiple people and have lasting relationships of many types and possess the essential core value of empathy for all than to restrict myself to an echo chamber of ego-masturbation and self-serving chicanery.
In short: Not parenting makes you a better person.