Friday, November 11, 2011


This blog may very well be the reason for the death of the human race if people were to take this advice seriously and perhaps leaving the world inherited by the brainless version of ourselves.

Early in life I have often imagined myself living in a decent house with a couple of kids frolicking in the yard and a loving wife. A decade later and way past my thirties that fantasy went away with my 20s. I have become a realist, an optimist of sorts and a pessimist by heart.

This would be my entry about why I would never raise children in this modern world.

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