Start with China and their 1-kid policy. Then hop on over to the US and what do you got? I call it a 2-kid policy. Any more than that and you instantly get booted into another class of people, a less respected one that is.
People think you’re fucking crazy for having so many kids
It’s cost, it’s career, it’s sanity—it’s the things they think disrupt your life, and “why the hell would you do that to yourself” mentality. It’s those stares of contempt I get when I tell them I have not one, or two, or three but four children!
So the going trend is to have one kid, then maybe—just maybe—if things work out, have another. Then you’ll have your two kids and that’s how life will be. It will be all planned and calculated and timed and shit, so nothing else in your life gets pushed aside.
And it works. Those people have their two kids and everything is copasetic, dandy. Totally mediocre.
The two kid-policy is all about the parents
And here’s why: Mom and Dad have jobs. They want a family. Mom has a kid, but then she turns around and goes right back to work and shoves the kid off onto daycare, at like 6 weeks and shit. What kind of parenting is that? Do you have a kid like you do a pet, a token for your amusement?
There’s something about the people in this world, or at least in this non-cultured white world of a country I live, and this is what it is: they don’t seem to have the deep-rooted spirit about them. Like the plastic soul. It’s this humanoid stare I get when I look at them, too. Creepy and cold. No wonder they’re white.
But here’s the irony
I’m an asshole, too. Just a different kind. I have so much passion for my wife and kids and our family bond, that I didn’t go out and build the proper safety net/nest for them and now I’m freezing my ass off alone in an apartment in San Francisco writing this post at 12:30 while my hot wife is 3,000 miles away horny in our bed without me.
So yeah, I fail. I didn’t follow the unofficial 2 kid rule of America, or even squeak by the car manufacturers maximum capacity of five per car. I just went ahead and had four, for a grand total of six. No pets for us.
But…at least, at least this: when I plow through this bullshit time in our life and get everything back in order and thaw the fuck out from this cold bullshit, I’m going to have four beautiful kids who will grow up knowing me as their dad and my wife as their mom. We will be closer than ever and untouchable, god willing.
We will NOT be cold soul-less humanoids. We will care about humanity (not just ideas or programs or companies or gadgets or abstractions). And best of all, we will care about each other.
Remember what the great rapper Ice Cube once said: “You don’t like how I’m livin’? well fuck you!”