What's WRONG with People? Part 2

It's not secret that I'm not a big fan of children. I don't hate them I just don't want them for myself because raising a child is, I believe, is the biggest responsibility in the entire world! People shouldn't take having children lightly and when they do I want to punch them in the face.

Sadly, there was another story on cnn.com today about a woman who "didn't know she was pregnant" (really?) and suddenly gave birth into a toilet. The woman then left the newborn in the waste tank covered in a blue antibacterial chemical agent. The baby is in stable condition but I'm sure it will be traumatize for life knowing it was literally thrown away upon arrival into this world. The woman has been charged but she might be too stupid to know that's a bad thing.

Dear straight people-

Please don't have sex and have babies if you don't really want them. And if you're too stupid to know you're pregnant then you should kill yourself because there is no use for you in society.

Love,
Bridget

p.s. I don't usually pray but I will pray for that baby....and a black porsche.

Toilet baby

My Fake Baby

Whilst flipping through the channels last night I came across the most fascinating show I've ever seen, MY FAKE BABY, on BBC America. MY FAKE BABY is a documentary about women that collect and care for dolls that they treat like real babies.

Here's what the BBC America website says, "Dolls may seem to be just a children's plaything, but a closer look reveals much more. This documentary delves into a small niche of adult women who collect and care for shockingly life-like baby dolls that cost hundreds of dollars. Known as "reborns," some of these dolls have beating hearts and others have tiny veins. They are treated like real babies – with walks in the park, cuddles and regular diaper changes. The documentary follows several women including one who travels to Washington D.C. to pick up the fifth addition to her family of life-like dolls."

I don't even like real babies so I have no idea why anyone would want to spend hundreds of dollars to pretend they have a real baby. This is like buying fake food. Just get real food or no food. That reminds me of when my Nana had fake plastic grapes on the kitchen counter and I would sneak them and chew them and swallow them. Why did I do that? Where were my parents? Why wasn't anyone watching me? Maybe they would have watched me if I cost hundreds of dollars and had a beating heart and tiny veins. Wait...