Tuesday, February 24, 2015

A CHIP OFF THE OLD PETRI DISH: Why Your Children Might Hate You For Planning Them

Sonnie has to be in there somewhere.

 Old, confused parents are trying to find out why their adult children hate them. Their children have cut off contact with them, and researchers are trying to find out why this is happening, something being termed as a "silent epidemic, " literally, evidently.

Why Some Grown Kids Cut Off Their Parents Could their estrangement be caused by how we raised them?

One suggestion was that these parents had spoiled their children. This is obviously true, especially of the parents in the 1950's who surfeited their children on the spoils of war and delusions of generational greatness with material goods, but didn't seem to be as generous with imparting that invaluable gift of discipline and self control.

Still, this doesn't seem to explain the seeming mass exodus of "estranged" adult children. A little guilt at one's undeserved riches at their parents seemingly generous hands might still bring them home for Christmas, if not the gifts...

 Another suggestion could be divorce. Many of these children witnessed their parent's superb ability at dropping their mothers or fathers like a hot potato when the going got rough. Must we wonder why when mother and father have seemed to lose that glamour as a gift horse and are exhibiting that selfish need of self-less loyalty (something they've shown they don't do) from those they gave so much to, that they in turn are dropped like hot potatoes? The shoe is on the other soon-to-be-geriatric foot now, mummsey.

Sure, you can tolerate your children "putting you on hold" for a while, after all, you put them on hold to pursue your career, right? Or maybe you did stay home with them, while poisoning the air, begrudging your lot, while perched over The Feminine Mystique. Working for your husband and children in your own little empire of the home, which probably had indoor plumbing, (as an old Lithuanian woman once said: "if you have indoor plumbing you have nothing to complain about,") instead of a crotchety and usurious, bald-headed boss at the Acme and Associates, was a real sacrifice; we have been told. Feel guilty, children.

But this still isn't it at all. The root problem for the adult children who rip out the family roots is rooted in birth control and the planning of children, even if they were "unplanned" (abortion, yo).


Life is what you make it.

The Norwegian writer Sigrid Undset, in visionary aptitude, described this phenomenon of the "ungrateful" and hateful children in her 1932 novel, The Faithful Wife:

In former days families were so constituted that children and grandchildren accepted the advice patiently--partly because they were often very fond of their old ones. Apart from that they had a certain feeling of piety--they believed that family life was in conformity with law. God, or Nature, or whatever they called it had ordained it thus and thus; their parents had been subject to the law, and they themselves were subject to the law. Can't you understand that it can no longer be so when all the children as they grow up know that they have been brought into existence in order to fit in with a plan which other people have devised for their lives? Why in the world should these children of calculation think they owe a scrap of duty to their parents? They may be as fond of what they had made up their minds to have. We didn't ask to be brought into the world--that's what children have always said when they were discontented with life. But in former days the parents could answer that it was God's will and all the rest of it. Nowadays children know whose will they have to thank for finding themselves in a world that doesn't suit them. They are here because their parents decreed it so and didn't changed their minds while they were on the way."

In taking control of nature by unnatural means, parents have divorced themselves from the natural checks and balances of nature and the law of God that it is based upon, and maybe unknowingly, took it all upon themselves and their will ...like someone who ventures to take a freight train their own way, just a little bit off track...

Going my own way? It seemed like a good idea at the time....

 We have almost all been told, in near bravado, that we, like all of our other siblings were planned children. Our parents tell us this as if they were being responsible, and yes, they are, for our happiness: That's great, mom and dad, or mom and mom, or mom and brother, but you know you didn't plan it out all that well, because I want that trip to Europe, and I want to wear that skimpy bikini, and I have fat genes, from somewhere, and you suck at planning because this world sucks and my planned trip in it is no fun.

Instead of angst that levels out at God and, with grace, the eventual realization of sin, and our own bloody part in it, as well as the reality of nasty human nature, and Original Sin, we instead, can rail for a lifetime against those whom we had no control over, our stupid parents, whose own selfishness has made them our easy scapegoats.

Of course, the demand for children has taken on a Dr. Frankenstein-like flair when carried out by modern technology and things like invitro-fertilization, and we know how happy Dr. Frankenstein's monster was... 


A chip off the old petri dish.

 Nothing could seem more detestable than to be stuck in this bitter life merely because some selfish people wanted you here ...to suffer for their own amusement; and look at them retiring to Florida after they effed up the world and our lives.

And since your parents spaced out any siblings around your age, as did all of your neighbours, you only had a scary Barbie doll as a playmate, or invisible friend, and now they want you to keep them company?

See also: In-Vitro Fallout: Donor IVF Teen Says “I Wish I Had Never Been Born”

No longer is parenting seen as the grave responsibility for the eternal soul given or imposed on one (almost against your own will) whose upbringing will help determine one's eternity. Would children so passively be abandoned to strangers for most of their lives if this were the case?

Parenthood is now viewed as something one deserves and has control over (only if one has the means to buy the obligate two-self-replacement children vacations to Disney World, cute clothes, and a college education, of course). Well, maybe many of these planned children have since decided that these planned-parenthood-parents just don't deserve them anymore. After all, what did they ever do for them but give them a world of pain?

Signora, sucka.

And we can feel sorry for these forlorn parents because we are these parents and any children that we choose to have will probably hate us too. Think of how they will cringe if they can look back at all of their parents #lookatmycutespawn hashtags.

 Birth control has been practiced long before the Pill and Basal cell thermometers came on the scene, but at no seeming time has technology and immoral "law" so easily made a commodity of l'enfant. And being raised in such sexual corruption can hardly render us fit to solve the problem, which is larger than anything that we can solve at this point. But still, knowing as well as giving that gift of discipline, can help.

And as for the parents, there is always:

mea culpa, mea culpa,
mea máxima culpa


After all, there is also much to regret, which serves as kind of sober reminder. Maybe that lump of money saved from your job that is being used to pay your nursing home fee, might not have been needed had you raised the one child who would have made sure you stayed out of the nursing home. One never knows, does one?

© 2015 GAK






Tuesday, February 3, 2015

The Lion Broken-Hearted: The Macabre Gaza Zoo

Zoos are a cruel hell to begin with, but especially in the open air prison of Gaza:

Dozens of animals starve at animal ‘attraction’ in Gaza Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2936551/Sentenced-death-world-s-worst-zoo-Dozens-animals-starve-animal-attraction-Gaza.html#ixzz3QhOfGxHm

One might logically think that the man who runs the zoo (watch the video) is slightly disturbed in his quest to keep bringing in beautiful creatures that will keep dying because of the attacks from his oppressors in Israel.

A cruel fate for the courageous.
It is easy to see that a Gazan would empathize with strong creatures that are trapped in cages. This, along with displaying the dead animals' bodies through internet-class-learned taxidermy and having to use a weak home made formaldehyde (the only kind he can get), is a macabre statement on the state of life in Gaza. 

Nothing looks more like defiant defeat than the "reanimated" corpse of a captive lion that was poisoned (through chemical warfare) and starved to death during brutal attacks on its land, which it is essentially a displaced foreigner in. Yes, zoos are rich with irony.

In the article we are told:

Hassan Azzam, director of the veterinary services department in Gaza's ministry of agriculture, said: 'We have humble capabilities,' but the ministry encourages zoos. 

One might be led to ponder the reason for this encouragement for zoos by or for a people who is essentially being forced to live in one; a people that is not much better off than the animals in this macabre Gaza zoo.

Sometimes cruelty begets cruelty. The problem is that we have almost all become complicit with the cruelty of zoos...and Zionism.

 © 2015 GAK

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Man Does Not Live By Crack Alone: Working Hard for Your Money Doesn't Mean Much

You know them; those who shamelessly showboat their new trucks, plastic houses, trips to Africa, or craft projects with all that Ikea can supply; shamelessly, they think, because, hey, they (or their husbands or wives, or parents, etc.) work hard for their money. They post memes about it; how people with money worked hard for it, so don't begrudge them their indulgences!

Because I know how to play the game, and I'm my own god.
 Many a man has worked harder than you and came up with nothing. Actually, some pretty big geniuses and hard workers, who have affected the way you live right now, never made a killing off of their hard work. Yes, we trample on the backs of countless dead hardworking men and women who may never be known to us in this life; even those who prayed for the conversion of souls or got themselves guillotined for the pleasure. Someone might be praying for your lost soul at this very moment, or forgoing that espresso just so that your little lazy spiritual life doesn't kill you, like for eternity.

Of course, this mistaken belief in oneself as the arbiter of one's success correlates that the self-sufficiency sorts place the blame on those without enough money, especially the homeless, because they believe that the bums do not work hard enough, or are drug addicts. These self-sufficiency sorts will think these things about the homeless man or "crack addict" on the sidewalk as they themselves wait in the line at Starbucks. The self sufficients only see the undeserved and not-worked-for indulgences and addictions of others, but man does not live by crack alone, just as he does not live by work alone; even drug addicts need a bagel or a croissant sometimes.

Because they believe that they are their own gods and owe it to no one else besides themselves that they have a job that they are able to perform, they begrudge those who do not have these personal "blessings," and they see them as wholly to blame for their situations of squalor, especially when it involves the begetting of children without a trust fund or a daycare with all the feigned parental love and attention money can buy. They become angry that their money should ever go to anyone who is not as responsible or as industrious as themselves.

Hence, the self-sufficients will argue that food stamp recipients receive drug testing as they down their government-approved prescription drugs like Xanax and Ambien and cheerfully piss in cups for their lucky employers. They can sleep well at night knowing that they have health insurance and can deserve to purchase a good night's sleep. These are, incidentally, the same people who believe that the militarized police force is wonderful because they never do anything wrong.

With drugs one can neglect the mind and its nightmares.
This belief in the man-centered gospel of self-sufficiency also applies to the self sufficients' socially acceptable formal religion as observed in "health and wealth Protestantism," where one's favoritism with God is viewed by how materially blessed one becomes, because after all, God never said, "blessed be the poor," or that "the poor will always be with you." Their swinging book study megachurches will help you only if you deny the teachings of Christ (the Catholic Church, which yes, has been hijacked) and become one of them. They will not donate to your cause unless you at least pretend that you might become one of them...someday, (you can keep them hopeful by saying derogatory things about the Mother of Christ, or randomly exclaiming, "Jesus, Jesus.")

And these people love usury, which was also banned by the Church, because heck, if you have money, you better make money just for having it, and you also better make sure that the others don't actually get their grubs on some just because of your generosity.

And it is true that many hard working people are bitter because of their plights as wage slaves and their rape by usury. Hard work does pay off this way as well (in bitterness), because working for money, even a little, often requires a desertion of the mind, and the mind is not so easily scorned. Only a part of you is working when you are a cog in wheel carrying out orders that might not be good if you stopped and thought about it. But if you stopped and thought about it, you might have to quit doing that well paying job, and you'd be replaced by another willing cog who would blame you for being a lazy ass.

If I don't spray these crops with glyphosate, I'll lose my job.
This is what happens when we deny Christ's Kingship in Heaven and on Earth and entrust ourselves to our own industriousness, which we then easily believe is the prime value of a man.

Thanks to the neglect of the mind and soul, these self-sufficiency sorts have even bought their own place in hell, so self-sufficient and well-prepared they are! Faith, be damned! I hate to see the interest.

Hell is filled with those who neglected the work of the soul.

"Money buys your fate in hell."  
        -The Lower Depths, Akira Kurosawa, 1957.



© 2015 GAK