Did you know there is no such thing as an unwanted child?
Apparently this right-wing, religulous Arizonan bitch Heather K. Shew-Plummer thinks so.
Now my fellow CFers at bratfree were having a great laugh at resolve.org’s National Infertility Awareness Week, (notice how we have these awareness bullshit weeks and months without being aware of it in the first place?) and I read the anti-adoption myth list by Mrs. Plummer and nearly ruined my new ergonomic keyboard with diet Pepsi. Take a gander (emphases mine):
Myth: There are many unwanted babies available for domestic adoption.
Busted!: There are no unwanted babies. Birthmothers love their children and want what is best for them. A birthmother contacts an adoption agency when she is unable to parent her child. Adoption agencies recognize how difficult a decision this is and uses a unique hands-on case management approach for both birth parents and adoptive parents.
But like all politicians before the backpedal, the grain of truth must be exploited:
Myth: If you can’t get pregnant, you can “just adopt.” It’s easy, quick, and inexpensive.
Busted!: Adoption is not always easy, quick or inexpensive. Adoptive parents must complete a home study which includes home visits, interviews and extensive background checks which are required by both the state and their adoption agency. There is also no crystal ball in adoption that can predict the amount of time the process will take. The matching process can be lengthy, and the entire process can take up to two years. It is important for adoptive parents to remember, however, that their profile will be selected by the birth mother that is meant to work with them. It is also important for adoptive parents to remember that adoption should not be viewed as something they can “just” do if they can not get pregnant. Adoption is not a substitution when pregnancy is not achievable; it is another way to build a family.
Can you smell the garbage? I don’t know about you, but this fucking shit pile makes me want to go out and torch a church. My well-off Canadian cousins found out after many sessions of useless fucking that they were shooting blanks, and decided on international adoption. Never mind that the old people marginalize anybody who is “slightly off” in their opinions. They actually took extended leaves from their careers and moved to Russia in search of a baby. I don’t know how long it took, but it was quite an ordeal (a former Communist superpower that has lapsed into a corrupt mafiosa totalitarian state can give westerners with money trouble? Heavens to murgatroid, no!) and they brought home a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy Aleksandr, now renamed Alexandre. Today he’s 18 and in university, and as it turns out he’s an adoption success by PNB’s (parents not breeders). I’m happy to hear that he’s well-rounded, has his shit together, not a Chernobyl kid, a tard with brain damage, or a psycho, but how in fuck could Plummer bitch be so ignorant to push the typical natalist repertoire my-DNA-is-spayshul-we-need-to-breed-one-right-now-to-hell-with-the-cost! Did you know IVF is considered cosmetic under insurance rules, premiums go through the goddamned roof every time these bitch-moos (usually over 35 when you shouldn’t be having any after that age) and their wannaduhs dive into this cess pool! Men will get Viagra, but neither men nor women who want to opt out (or are done) will get their sterilization, birth control, or abortions covered! Do not make women- CF and not- have any more difficulty with getting their medical care covered (especially reproductive) more difficult because you are insecure headcases who believe the delusions that a child will save my marriage/make me a better person/give my life meaning/grandbabies to spoil/old age care.
That’s just my beef, but if you want to adopt, please do so. Seriously. I’m a selfish CF bitch who doesn’t like kids (I fit into the stereotype just like bible fucking Mrs. Duggar does for breeders), but if this is something you want to do because you are willing to make every fucking sacrifice in the book for that kid (discipline, education, and giving up your lifestyle) and love it to death, and not doing it to have the “package deal”/the ultimate accessory/Kodak moments/golden son/the next Jonbenet, you will be the proud label-wearers of PNB adopters.
So I’ll end this rant with a little message for Mrs. Plummer, a rich bitch from buildingarizonafamilies.com: You are from a red state that is run by Mr. John Arcane with little water, a major illegal alien problem, Native American reservations that have nothing but clay and dust, and seat yourself, your hubby and brood FAR from those slightly shabby people whilst in church receiving the Good News and lovin’ thy neighbor, and all that crap that you don’t practice. What you will do is direct a pregnant shabby looking woman from Planned Parenthood to the pastor so he could pray over her food stamps and 50 cents savings and hope it might transform into a trust fund for the spayshul sneauflayke in her belly that’s persecuted every day.