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Big drop in kindergarden enrollment and birth rates across the country

Is this it? Is the lowered birthrate, and lowered population density, Mother Nature achieving a balance up here on the crust?

Ennyway, despite my vasectomy and best intentions, Lady Karma gifted me two moppets to raise some fifty years ago now. Yes, children are PITAs but would do it again. And yes, the non-repro personal status would remain.

Being responsible for other lives made me grow the fuck up. Well, almost. But more than I would have otherwise.
 
Is this it? Is the lowered birthrate, and lowered population density, Mother Nature achieving a balance up here on the crust?

Ennyway, despite my vasectomy and best intentions, Lady Karma gifted me two moppets to raise some fifty years ago now. Yes, children are PITAs but would do it again. And yes, the non-repro personal status would remain.

Being responsible for other lives made me grow the fuck up. Well, almost. But more than I would have otherwise.

Not really nature, rather socioeconomic stability. Typically post agricultural industrialized economies result in a spike in birth rates with lowered mortality rates and a spike in immigration that sustains for a few generations until the post industrial service based economy shows up, which begins a transition to a stable disposable income (middle class) group, higher cultural shifts towards individualism, and a greater reliance on immigrants from shittier countries who still value a labor identity to maintain the workforce/birth rates).

Here, this is a bit dated now, but still relevant.
 
Life makes more sense once someone depends on you for their 100% every need
Yeah, the scary thing is when the hospital sends you home with the baby, whom they've been caring for up to that point, and the reality sinks in that you are completely responsible for another human life but you don't have a flying guess what to do - no owner's manual, no quick start guide.

They can't tell you if they are hurting, or hungry, or too hot/cold, or sick or whatever.
And if you screw up worst case the baby dies and you wind up in jail.

It's all guesswork and trial and error in the beginning but somehow pretty soon you sync with this little being and you can tell exactly what they need just by the sound they make or their expressions.

That's when the magic begins. You know you're in tune when your parents or friends come over for a visit and haven't a clue how to take care of the baby - but you do.
 
At one time, earlier in my life, I wanted a child or two. My first wife became a slut so that ended that. My second wife had no desire for children, though she said she would have one or two. I had a vasectomy instead. So I remain childless.

What I find interesting is that I am the eldest of 12 children and none of us 6 brothers have children. Five of my 6 sisters have children, but in very reasonable quantities.
 
I opine that the low birth rate is good for the planet and not good for us, but we over rate ourselves as a species. After we become extinct, give it a few millions of years and some other apex species might take hold.

I read an interesting article from an OBGYN at a fertility clinic. He stated that his compatriots upstream were not doing their job by NOT discussing child planning as part of the yearly checks. Then at 30 ish, the women who want kids are having difficulty getting fertilized and/or getting to full birth.
 
You have no idea, but i will explain a little.

She was in the electronics sales business where regular partying was the norm back in the 1980’s. Apparently she did a lot of cocaine and became a cocaine addict. She also became an alcoholic. Both unknown to me. One night, while partying, she had sex with some guy. If she had told me then, we might have worked it out. But she kept it as a secret which ate at her. That led to her having sex with lots of guys while we were married. When she finally told me, she was already engaged to another guy. Turned out he was her cocaine dealer. All this while we were still married.

She went further downhill from there. She broke up with the cocaine dealer and tried to reconcile with me but she refused to stop dating other men. Then she hooked up with another guy who was a raging drunk who went on week long drunks. She broke up with him as well and made another feeble attempt at a reconciliation with me. Seems she was discovering that good men are hard to find. Then she married yet another guy who lied about his background and so insulted my friends that he was thrown out of my friend’s home. She had his child anyway and not long after, divorced him.

I could go on…..

I was always supportive of her during our marriage and she lacked for nothing in any way. And I was always loved by her family and considered a member of her family, even many years after.

In short she became a slut.
 
If she "became a slut" after you were already married, perhaps you weren't meeting her needs in one way or another. :dunno

I know, I know... I'm the big, bad bully. :rolleyes
Dude, just don't go there. The shit he is talking about happened DECADES ago.
 
Dude, just don't go there. The shit he is talking about happened DECADES ago.
I would never go there... but he does every other day.
She's not here to defend herself... and like Berto says, we gotta defend the underdogs.
 
Yes, it did.

And i will add that my second marriage, to a woman that had way more sexual experiences than my first wife did, was absolutely wonderful. But she was never interested in having children so I had a vasectomy.
 
She has no defence. She went down the wrong path and burned all the bridges she crossed. I loved her completely. She shit on me.
 
Okay, I give up (again).
But you brought it up (again).
And I'd bet she has her side of the story, too.

I think I just get triggered when you talk shit about "cocain and sluts"... I was very fond of both. :teeth
 
I’ve done cocaine as well. But I never let it control me. And sluts are fine as long as they aren’t in a marriage. And if she were honest, her story would match mine. My first wife made a train wreck of her life. And it, quite naturally, affected me.
 
Did you talk to her like you're talking to me?
 
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There's always two sides.
Give her a break... just let it go.
Wish her well and move on.

I'm sure it would do you good, also.

At a minimum, stop calling her names here... every time you do it, it makes me lose a little more respect for you.
 
I have moved on. Many years ago. But it remains part of my history.

And according to various dictionaries, she became a slut. I tend to use words accurately.
 
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