I’ve been in and out of the local childbirth center over the last 24 hours, and like most dads I am above all hopeful that everything will turn out alright.
It’s a nice little hospital with lots of young first-timer parents and a few veterans like me. I love seeing the young fathers, despite the danger fatherhood poses to young men today. It gives me hope for the future of my people, and knowing that there are still plenty of young men going through with it is reassuring. Maybe I’m a little partial to the American fathers, but I don’t think it’s a sin to feel that way. I do what I can to offer some reassurance to the young men and their wives, and make funny-but-true jokes about parenthood to both set them at ease and give them a bit of an idea of what it’s like.
Millennials sometimes get a bad rap, but these young men and women are really no different from the generations that came before. I guess I’ll just say that I really like them — the kids are alright.
However, what might interest readers is some of the godawful literature in the waiting room. I picked up a couple pamphlets on how to call the authorities on your babydaddy. First, the “voluntary” paternity test. Sure, it’s voluntary — for the mother. All you have to do is fill out a little form naming who you think the father might be, and turn it in to DSHS. The messy part that comes later isn’t spelled out, but I imagine it involves a court summons and a court ordered blood test to anyone who gets named.
Now, in a fair society where men knew where they stood and had some reproductive rights, this might not be such a terrible thing, but right next to these pamphlets is a poster saying that women are free to anonymously dump their babies at the hospital, no questions asked. The caption read “we don’t judge” or something like that. Of course, that doesn’t apply to reluctant fathers.
Next, there was a domestic violence pamphlet. This one followed feminist dogma to the letter. Domestic violence is apparently about “power and control.” Abuse includes so-called “emotional abuse,” and according to the pamphlet it’s all illegal. This is obviously untrue; if emotional abuse were really illegal millions of women would be in jail.
So what I see at the birth center is pure, hopeful nice young parents and parents to be, and then a bunch of feminist pamphlets littering the place. It’s like dogshit in a cathedral.
Maybe I’m naïve, but I see family as sacrosanct, and I think allowing these feminists to intrude upon it right where it starts is a gross violation that calls out for punishment. The many women working at the birth center are competent, well-meaning and conscientious. I don’t blame them at all. But some higher-ups in the hospital and Washington state’s government decided to dump their trash right there — right where hopeful parents-to-be are about to experience a trasformative experience that may well be the most important step in their lives.
We have to do figure out how to deal with these people. They’re a problem crying out for a solution.