Diana.nu

“Every atom of you was once part of a star and we are constantly growing/changing” or “God created you out of dirt and you’re staying that way”?

Bonus: Girls were created, as an “I guess” thought, out a part of the one who was created out of dirt.

Kids are cute. I wish I could split myself in three ways, so that one of me could have a kid, one of me can adopt, and one of me (this is what I settled on) gets to never raise a kid. Kids are annoying.

I think if I ever do decide I want to nurture someone—that’s probably not the right way to phrase that, or why people want kids, but how would I know?—I’ll adopt. Other reasons aside, it’s because I don’t want to name anyone.

Every name I think of has something negative attached to it. I’ve never met anyone named Diana, though, which is curious.

I liked “Sylvia,” but then I heard about Sylvia Likens.

Actually, I could name the kid something anti religious. Those names aren’t common enough to be tainted. A+.

“Please respect my lifestyle/culture/tradition/religion/impulse that has me eat meat.”

All right, no.

Lifestyles are not infallible. American lifestyle includes exercising less than we should.

Cultures are not infallible. My culture includes machismo.

Tradition is not infallible. Racism is tradition for some people.

Religion is not infallible. Obviously. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be ten thousand religions contradicting each other.

Impulse is not infallible. I’m not going to say anything for this one. Just think about the abuses that some people suffer.

None of those are okay. No one gets an easy way out of being conscious. Asking others to respect part of you that shows no respect for others is saying your wants are more important than others’ needs. That is a genuine lack of respect.