Another anti people post from the BBC. The writer of this story, like most green writers, just doesn’t get it. The environmental movement is a front for depopulation of the planet. Time to wake up and put a stop to the phony environmentalists and put a stop to their sick plan.
“Childbearing should be a punishable crime against society, unless the parents hold a government license.
All potential parents should be required to use contraceptive chemicals, the government issuing antidotes to citizens chosen for childbearing.”
– David Brower,
first Executive Director of the Sierra Club
Like I said before – if the greens are so concerned about population- there is a solution.
I understand there are millions of “greens” on the planet and that the “Green Movement” is based on eugeinics.
So – Why don’t the “Greens” do the right thing – leave the planet.
Sorry to see you go, but then it was your idea that there are too many people on the planet.
Now that your gone, the rest of humanity can get on with our lives.
How responsible is it to have children in a world whose environmental health is already under stress? That’s the question Joanna Benn poses this week in the Green Room. On the other hand, she wonders, will a couple more hungry mouths make much difference?
I came out of my house last week and got caught up in a fleet of mothers and prams.
They were wearing a middle class yummy mummy uniform combining comfort and fashion – skinny jeans, UGG boots, black tops and large sunglasses.
The prams were all state-of-the-art three wheeled, balanced, air-bagged mini cars that can fold to the size of a postage stamp and carry the week’s shopping.
When I see babies, not only do I see the beauty, joy and miracle of life, I also see nappies, landfill waste, vast amounts of food and money needed, and a very shaky, unpredictable future
The urban mother tribe looked chic, proud and collectively cool.
It got me thinking. I love kids, I love babies.
I love the idea of the Brady Bunch, of close-knit large families and a stream of brothers and sisters of different heights with crazy hair.
However, perhaps it’s my age; suddenly everyone I know has children and it is confusing me.
I don’t even know when it all happened. I remember conversations about university, jobs, flats, boyfriends and partners, but I seem to have missed the pre-baby musings.
One minute people were childless – or child-free, depending on your viewpoint.
The next – magic wand, small bang, plume of smoke – it was insta-family, complete with new people-carrier in the drive and more often than not, a house extension.