RE: There is a big difference between...
September 16, 2009 at 6:28 pm
(This post was last modified: September 16, 2009 at 6:29 pm by Violet.)
(September 16, 2009 at 5:29 pm)Eilonnwy Wrote: You obviously don't only mean dirt poor when you say my parents are selfish for having me and then in another breath say they're not the poverty level you're talking about. Don't contradict yourself and refrain from insulting people and practically saying they shouldn't exist in the process. You almost got a warning from that and not by me.
There are different levels of poverty, not just one. Furthermore, when you're talking about poverty levels so low people can barely eat, then you're talking about an entirely different problem. Most people at that level don't even have access to abortions, and then of course you have various churches telling them condoms are evil.
Then your parents were well off enough to support you, weren't they? The way you told me initially made me think that you were unable to receive health care because of your monetary status. I am sorry... but that speaks of poverty to me. I understand that there are multiple levels of poverty, and the deeper down the levels they are: the more I vouch for the need of not having children. Even many rich people would do well to wait until they have had a shot at life, before they try to teach another how to live a good life.
(September 16, 2009 at 6:27 pm)fr0d0 Wrote:(September 16, 2009 at 5:53 pm)Saerules Wrote: A hard life can be happy... but lacks a great deal of substance, therefore its quality is nowhere near that of the easy life. The difference is that between a decent 2 page essay, and a good thousand page novel.
Indeed. But to say the former is less valid and that they should reason not to have kids because their life is unworthy of humans is perverse.
It is only perverse to be able to live a better life for the sake of your family... and to impatiently create a family at your status instead.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day