A feisty essay by a mother of 5. Hardly a line it that I do not wish I had wrote.
For example,
There is no political ideology more vibrant these days than the baby-hating anti-natalist movement. It is pure No Lives Matter nihilism, dedicated to stopping humans from reproducing. It goes beyond abortion, even. Terminating children already in the womb is messy. This movement instead wants to convince you never to have them, and if you must, no more than 1.5. They wish to arrest potential children—those not yet conceived, the souls who exist as hazy figments in God’s imagination—from being willed into being.
It’s all the predictable result of 50 years of dual-income economic policies, anti-family social norms, abortion on demand, birth control pushers hooking prepubescents on the Pill, and climate harpies who see each baby as just another unwanted carbon footprint.
If you dare to visit mainstream millennial social media, like TikTok, you will encounter an army of self-sterilizing lunatics who shout their abortions, peddle their sex show livestreams, and brag about how many SSRIs they take. These young people, mostly girls, have been brainwashed into committing genetic suicide.
Even worse, they do it with joy. They are following the Pied Piper of Despair right over the cliff, along with the babies they’ll never have.
Or this,
The captain of a plane tries hard not to crash because he has skin in the game: he himself is aboard. Now imagine a captain flying a plane containing every last one of his future relatives—his entire genetic lineage extending out a thousand years!
Well, guess what? That’s what you’re doing, at this very moment. Piloting yourself through life and carrying all your future descendants literally inside your body.
It is crazy how much influence God gives you. Your decisions can sweep away generations or create a vast heritage. Properly understood, you are, you necessarily are, a world historic figure.
Read the whole thing. It’s so joyous.
creating your own dynasty is one of the very few actions a person can take to start digging us out of this mess of despair and ruin. No untested vaccine is required. No mask must be worn. No civil war has to be fought.
Because the true antidote to the nihilism and bleakness swirling around us is to double down on life—joyous, chubby, sweet-smelling life.
Joy is what glory feels like.
I have a bunch of kids. My only regret, my gnawing regret, is that I do not have a bunch more.
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