And it isn't my fault, or my neighbors, or society at large's 'fault' that the child was born either. Which is the point.
And it isn't my fault, or my neighbors, or society at large's 'fault' that the child was born either. Which is the point.
I'm with you 100% — I don't need an explanation on why we allow women to make the final decision.
This has compeltely thread-jacked my comment. I could care less if the father is in the picture. It changes nothing. My bone is with having a child you cannot afford.
Oh, noes. You're misreading. That isn't what I'm implying should happen at all.
Perhaps you missed the operative part of my question, "opting to have a child."
Vancouver is a lovely place to visit; Stanley Park is great and I love Chinatown. Victoria is a great little place. For skiing, it is hard to beat Whistler/Blackcomb, and even SunPeaks Resort at Todd Mtn. is a great get-away.
I wasn't aware we lived in a society where men got input on whether or not a woman was going to give birth.
I'm with you, and then I'm not.
This is really an interesting question, especially considering that it is criminal law.
Do you have a suggestion of better feet at which to lay the blame for opting to have a child that is unable to be adequately supported?
And I'm eternally grateful that I don't have to be subjected to your nation's horribly fucked up healthcare system.
Just like it is a cynical ploy for the Democrats to reject a bill that funds what they are complaining isn't getting funded because then they wouldn't have anything to point to and complain about?
Throw out pieces? I think you're doing puzzles wrong, my friend.
"What you do not yet understand is that Vulcans do not lack emotion. This is an all too common misconception. It is merely that our emotions are controlled, kept in check. This adherence to principles of logic offers a serenity that humans rarely experience in full. We have emotions. But we deal firmly with them and…
Funny, they're actually one of my favorite alone-time activities — I've got oodles to choose from. You're welcome to come join me if you like. But only if you're down to segregate — we've got to get those straight edge pieces away from the rabble that are the inner pieces, or all Hell will break loose and the puzzle…
What — all too logical of a point for your liking?
Fucking deadbeat babies. Always coming out of the wrong uterus. When will they learn?
“Mothers wonder, Where am I going to get my baby’s food? They are panicked.”
Insurance!
My ring is marquis cut (it looks like a diamond shaped diamond) and I have to take it off at the mall when I try on almost anything, because it catches. Especially knitted items.