The social revolution that spawned the modern welfare state appears to have hit a brick wall. Parents are no longer able to work 60 hours a week, drive brand new BMWs, take three foreign holidays a year, have their nails done whilst playing golf AND pay someone else to raise their children for them.
It turns out that the iPad grafting classes are paying one quarter of their income to other people to raise their little Jocastas and Chlamidyas in their absence and are demanding more support from the State to help them obtain the Nirvana of a 52” Internet ready TV AND a perfect child that can read Mandarin business studies aged 3.
Remember, it really wasn’t that long ago that a man could earn enough money to buy a house and raise a family – using the age old concept of a partnership with another human being who stayed at home and raised them. Strangely, this appears to be considered slavery by the Political classes whilst dropping your offspring off at a strangers house so you can work 60 hours a week for someone else and pay a third in taxes isn’t.
You get my drift – the first thing that happens when you make money universally available to all and sundry by merit of “redistribution” is that prices rise. Women demanding the right to hunter gather as well as raise children has seen the price of owning a property double. It now takes TWO adults earning a wage or a massive subsidy from the State (ie. other people’s money, taken by force) to make parenthood even possible. Long gone are the days when a grandparent would help out raising a child – most are either dumped in social care by their ungrateful offspring or physically so distant due to property prices that only a visit at Christmas via Skype is possible.
Instead of working out yet more ways to keep parents at the revenue producing grindstone, we should be working out ways for parents to raise their children themselves without bankrupting the nation or handing the next generation over to childminders and strangers. Instead of sending billions abroad, how about we give parents of under threes a tax holiday, enabling one of them to actually stay home and raise the next batch of loyal drones. How about we encourage families to stay together instead of driving them apart to fit some fictitious version of equality hell where 6 stone mothers drive cranes whilst rugby playing men teach ballet – lest someone takes gender alignment definition offense and sues God.
No wonder Boots are now offering vouchers in Parenthood along with a prescription for antidepressants – we have been seduced by the trinkets and the sparkles and have forgotten the very reason we are all here. It isn’t to acquire wealth or immortal good looks or a six pack at 50. It is to raise your children to at least the standard you have achieved for yourself and improve their chances in the gene pool. Proudly owning a shiny new BMW whilst the fruit of your loins cannot even recognise you as its parent is horrifically uncivilised. If we continue to breed callous selfish individuals with no regard for anything but wealth, and allow our government to facilitate our own enslavement, we will reap a very bitter harvest indeed. Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it.