I’m beginning to love IBTP commenter Christopher with a passion not entirely appropriate for a patriarchy-blaming blog. He disagrees with me just enough to spark my interest, otherwise frittered away watching corny BBC comedies, in scrawling vituperative essays that take unpopular positions. For instance, Christopher approves of pumpkin pie! This is a horror I will have to address soon.
Here he remarks that “good parenting doesn’t rest entirely on the parents,” and goes on to describe a common situation in which people have to work such gruelingly long hours just to make ends meet that it’s only reasonable to cut’em some slack if their kids can’t sit still.
To which I am duty-bound to respond, in the general zero-population-growth spirit of I Blame The Patriarchy, that if you don’t have the resources to raise kids, don’t have the damn kids.
Now I bet you think I’m about to rail on overextended parents whose backs are up against the wall for shunting their brats off on overworked public school teachers. Not that I wouldn’t enjoy that, but maybe later.
At the moment, I daresay that nobody has the resources to raise kids.
For I can never resist the opportunity to remind everybody that there are already 6.5 billion humans in the world (roughly half of whom live in Austin), and that all these comforting ideas of globalization and industry and free trade–”sustainable development”–turn out to be incompatible with the biophysical reality that the earth, a closed system with finite resources, can’t keep coughing up the goods indefinitely. “Renewable” energy is a crazy myth!
A study I read once on the Discovery channel website but can no longer find but I swear it really existed showed that in order to prevent apocalypse in the shape of disease and starvation, humanity will have to decrease its numbers by a factor of 1000, ay-ess-ay-pee. Other sources, such as this piece from AAAS, maintain that for H. sapiens to scuttle on unfettered by the threat of looming annihilation, only 4 of the 6 billion have got to go, a reduction of a mere 66 percent.
Either way, this means that reproduction, a thing many insouciant earthlings regard as a “human right”, is actually an act of violent self-interest and appalling hubris. Each cooing little bundle of joy brings the species that much closer to extinction. As the always-ebullient Voluntary Human Extinctionists say, “procreation today is like renting rooms in a burning building.”
It’s already happening. Apocalypses occur daily. According to the Rehydration Project, 40,000 kids under the age of 5 die every single day from malnutrition and vaccine preventable disease.
Just an F.Y.I. from your crackpot spinster aunt.
Carry on with your bad selves.