Giving birth takes no skill whatsoever on the part of the mother. All she has to do is get pregnant, which admittedly takes some women more time than others but simply requires having sex with a man. Then her body has to tolerate pregnancy, which again doesn't always work -- I had a miscarriage despite doing everything I was told to be healthy. Lastly, she has to survive labor and delivery without going crazy, which again happens to some women.Fast forward nine months. After living inside its mother, the baby has arrived and it's a boy! Now what? Here's where things get tricky.
This point was driven home to me recently in an online exchange with two assholes, one of whom is running for public office in the city of Portland, Maine and the other a simpering sycophant of his. When my 38-year-old son shared a text with me from the former in which he dropped the F-bomb and called my son a "dipshit," I opted to contact the aspiring councilman and register my horror. Within seconds he accused my son of "running to his mommy" and being a "whiny man-baby." His ridiculous assessment was seconded by some jerk on our Facebook comment stream who bothered me for hours with obnoxious statements echoing those sentiments.
Okay, maybe that's just those two dummies. But today I read an article online about how mothers showing teenage sons physical affection, and even emotional support, is simply not to be done if you want to raise a "real man." This might explain why the growing number of male-to-female transgenders: They're just pining for a little affection from Mom.
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