Mostly Cabbages

I live vicariously through myself.

So why do people have kids? We don’t need kids like we used to. We don’t need them to provide free labor during the harvest. We don’t need to have ten so two survive. There’s no rival tribe we have to outnumber. In fact, today, in 2012, when you consider the environmental and social costs of bringing yet another pants-wetting, in-the-mall-screaming, airplane-seat-kicking little primate onto the severely overcrowded planet, having a kid is basically a middle finger to the rest of humanity. If not recycling or driving an SUV is farting in the proverbial elevator, having a kid is pushing the “emergency stop” button, dropping your pants, and spraying diarrhea onto everyone’s shoes—metaphorically speaking.