Hmm. Looks like some personal answers are in order.
•Childfree adults are irresponsible/immature and not able to be a good role model with childrenNot true. I've worked for everything I have. I don't even have a credit card. If I don't have the money available, I don't buy it. In order to have more ready cash, I just earned an MA (moves me into the $50,000 a year category), and recently accepted the English department's offer to join the PhD program. Does a PhD sound irresponsible?
•Childfree adults are not nurturingNot true. Fifteen minutes ago, I had to run down to the store. An armadillo was foraging in the parking lot. I sat idling my truck until I could see the wee beastie at a safe distance. I didn't want to run over him. My two cats are from a rescue shelter. Right now, their fat little selves are asleep on the bed. Not nurturing? Maybe not to humans -- I don't have the patience to nurture whiners.
•Childfree adults’ lives are not completeNot true. Do I read this great book, write my own book, play my fiddle, make love to my wife, watch a classic movie, go for a walk, hit the gym, break out the easel and paints, listen to jazz, crank up the Stratocaster, or see what kind of alchemy I can brew in the kitchen? Decisions, decisions. If anything, my life might be TOO complete. I do have to sleep sometime, dammit!
•Childfree adults are genetically flawedABSOLUTELY TRUE! At least I am. I have an inherited personality disorder and had to have major surgery to correct a genetically deformed mouth. Also a bit color-blind (thanks, Grandaddy!). Does this Moo seriously want people with genetic disorders to breed?
•Childfree adults hate kidsNot true. I don't hate kids. I just hate what they do. I hate those high-pitched screachy voices. I hate the frenetic energy. I hate the noise. I hate the innane, neverending questions. If kids didn't come with those deficits, I wouldn't mind being in the same room with them.
•Childfree adults secretly feel distressed about not having childrenNot true. No reason to feel distressed about that. If I want to have someone to yell at, increase my blood pressure, or blame for any problems in my life, I will turn on the evening news and within five minutes, some politician will have me swearing like a drunken soldier. I can always turn off the TV. I can't turn off a kid. Now, not being able to afford that awesome combat-grade replica Viking sword? That distresses me!
Let the moos bash away. I wouldn't trade my life for any child on earth.