When you’re Too Stupid to Breed

One of the extremist practices of the moronically-detached that I have always taken the greatest exception to is the ignorant act of “faith-healing.” Yet, droves of people consciously believe that this is the solution to those who suffer around them.

Another story now surfaces of a child dying because their parents believed that “wishing them better” was a more responsible decision than taking them to a doctor to be treated for common and treatable ailments.

These dogmatic, senseless and brainless fools have now done this to a second child! They killed their first one much the same way only four years ago. These people are an exception to the human species; a species whose greatest advantage is having a higher intelligence than others on the planet. They are not human. They belong in a cage tossing their own fecal matter at each other for the remainder of their days. Actually, that’s an insult to our more responsible primate cousins.

At the least, neuter these irresponsible, consciously-detached human animals and then lock them away until they die. And should they become ill, do not afford them medical care. Just tell them to pray. Coughing up blood? Sorry to hear that. Ask God for help. He’s the guy in the sky wearing the surgical mask with a stethoscope around his ghostly image. Good luck.

I’ve had headaches, colds, flus, and any number of other systematic adversities in my lifetime. I’ve often said, “Damn, I wish I felt better.” The difference is that for most human beings with an IQ of at least 50, we're aware that that form of wishing is nothing more than a psychological aversion to not feeling well.

I wished I didn’t feel so well, but I knew I needed the benefit of medicine, in the year 2013, to return to health. (Actually, I've known this my entire life. And my parents did for their entire life. It just keeps going back like that).

Never once have I considered that I might wish myself better, and a magical wave of telepathy would jump out of my brain and shoot across billions of light years reaching a mystical voice in the sky who would then telepathically, from billions of light years away, cure my diarrhea with the snap of his fingers. (Maybe that's what thunder really is? "God's" anti-diarrheal remedy?)

No. I didn’t do that. Instead, I opted for the “miracle” of Imodium and wallah!  I was cured. The only thing that suffered was my reading time.

People who are this brainwashed should be institutionalized. They represent a danger to society, to themselves, and particularly to children. They are among the feeblest minds to exist on our planet and by the many thousands they infect the minds of children while also wilfully watching those children suffer and sadly, some passing away only due to the neglect of their mindless "guardians."

Human beings do not behave that way. Parents do not behave that way. Hell, most non-human animal species take greater care of their young than the human pigs in this story.

I’ll give them the benefit of their bible in this case. Put them in the center of town and cast rocks upon them until they fall. People who abuse children, physically, intellectually, emotionally, or neglectfully are the worst types of animals on the planet.