Douche.
Douche.
Shack in the woods: I've heard that Amish children are quite happy. Not sure about older adolescents.
Growing up in a sterile suburban setting has serious downsides. My sister and I both grew feeling not "real" somehow. Thank goodness we both somehow escaped the flypaper of 80's Rap!
"I'd love to have a couple kids, but I won't do it without a physical location that's owned and paid for, and without someone besides myself to help out the mother, and without the means to dodge the institutions, whether through excellent legal help or through the institutions breaking down."
If you're going to namecall, at least do it based on fact.
He'd love to have a couple kids and raise them in a junkyard. He can't, because it's illegal to do so. So, because he doesn't have the wherewithal to handle the institutional friction involved in raising children as crypto-homeless vagabonds, he won't do it. What a prince.
Perhaps he's enjoying his freedom too much to have kids right now.
I mean, seriously, do you really think that's what he wants? Or do you think it makes for a really good strawman to beat up?
But boy, I know I'd rather have been raised in a junkyard. I was raised in a prison with a television. I really wish I could get my childhood back.