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The (Non) Maternal Instinct

There are some things which people are always willing to forgive - adultery, greed, murder, tight pants. But a woman saying she doesn't like children seems to elicit a horrified look and cries of, "Oh, my God, WHY? Kids are so cute!!"

No, they are not. They are humans too which means they can manifest every nasty thing that human beings are capable of.

It's not that I loathe children. I just don't feel obligated to go "Awwwww!!!" every time some kid in pigtails passes by. (Note: please don't put your kids in pigtails - it makes them look fat and ugly and some kids need all the help they can get).

Take this evening for example. I am sitting enjoying a cup of coffee while looking at pictures of Jensen Ackles on the internet when some kids choir start singing in the lobby of the shopping mall. I have nothing against them doing that except that:
a) they are off key
b) they are off tune
c) the speakers are too loud
d) some shrill kid singing 'Jingle Bells' in Mandarin is not cause for various sane adults to smile in adoration and clap and cheer enthusiastically

I don't know. Maybe they were their parents.

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