Sometimes it seems what is identified as a cross to bear contains a solution to an even graver problem. For instance, the issue of same sex marriages is bemoaned by my ‘side’ as the death knell of our culture–a culture based on marriage of opposite sexes leading to children, and so forth(add your own additional goodies arising out of ‘family’).
And of course one objection arises out of cupidity–‘They just want the federal benefits’, the money saved, for example, in the IRS thievery.
So then what is the graver problem?
And same-sex marriages being childless, more of what seemed a danger to our culture, even to our civilization, if more of our marriages were childless then eventually the graver problem of over-population would ease so gradually in the future as to gratify even our US Congress with its cures to be effected years from now, not so?
“Oh,” you say, “Over-population isn’t a grave problem, and there are other solutions to it, anyway. Mars is now proven to have been once covered with water, and have bacteria under the surface now, and so we can move the excess there once a few other issues, like heat, and oxygen, and so forth, have been mastered by some more electronic magic of the kind that’s filling the Earth’s air with radio waves at present.”
Well, one apparently graver danger right now seems to be terrorism of the kind by IEDs that blow off ‘lower extremities’, to use the use the usual phrase; or the danger of guns, or of immigration invasion, with some more types about to enjoy those persnickety ‘federal benefits’ that the immoral same sex wedded parties are grabbing. But the victims of either IEDs or guns, while not so certainly, nor with such permanence, as same sex ‘man and wife’ unions, will be non-child producers at least for a while.
The word ‘while’ brings back to mind ‘immigration’, which certainly doesn’t diminish population, but, the popular attitude toward that from Mexico and points further south of Eagle Pass, TX , with the propensity of ‘lower class’ people, who are likely also Catholic, to have and raise families, with the added benefit of health insurance and the increase in what we old -fashioned folks just learned to change from ‘food stamps’ to ‘EBT’s only now to hear it called something else, must bring shivers of ‘over-population’ terror to us all.
And serves to emphasize my original claim that over-population is the graver problem of today. And Barry, who decided in favor of homosexuality and uncontrolled ‘immigration’ seems ideally politically oriented, don’t you think? Being what Teddy called a ‘mugwump’ who favors both sides of any issue. For you youngsters, a ‘mugwump’ is one who, ‘sitting on the fence’, has his/her mug on one side and his/her wump on the other.
There are other solutions to the graver problem, from what’s called ‘full birth abortions’–too horrible to countenance–and the usual contraceptive measures known to all. On a scale of 1-to-10, how well have they worked so far?


About aslak122

writing novels, 7 so far; golf (again, with a titanium left shoulder) Jean, still really lovely a wife, cooks our(mostly my) noon meal, we forage separately for breakfast and evening snack. I rotate from cereal with extra raisins, banana slices, honey to 2 soft-boiled eggs (70 seconds boil over low gas) and a bagel (whole wheat). Oh, and with the cold cereal a precursor of yogurt--cherry or blueberry., and a cup or two of green tea, Lipton's if you please! And several ounces of red wine with the noon meal, opening with one of Jean's absolutely best salads. Takes a while to tell about good food, right?
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