Sure glad I don’t have kids...
“Sure glad I dont have kids...”
You have no idea how many times DH and I say that to each other every week. Our nieces and nephews are procreating and we just shake our heads.
Plus, I'm glad I'm old. The youngsters coming up have a very bleak, miserable, perhaps dystopian, future ahead of them.
I have ten; six living. Would that I had a thousand.
As the situation is continuing to deteriorate under current management, we are working now to endure the coming trouble, after which we will rise from the ashes and rule the Earth. I, my wife, and the six kids I have with me work in concert with a global network building an infrastructure that will sustain and preserve a moral, ethical, righteous society throughout the globe in spite of the hour of deep crisis developing on the horizon.
We prepare, ultimately, for the arrival of my other four, who are coming with an army that will bring a whole new meaning to "Shock and Awe." They and their Commander are utterly invincible; resistance to their invasion will be met with withering, and all-consuming firepower. That army is VERY well-equipped; not a nation nor any coalition of nations will withstand their onslaught; they will play for keeps, they will take no prisoners, and their final victory will be global in reach, comprehensive in scope, and permanent in duration.
Everything good that you wished would be firmly established in perpetuity will be.
Everything rotten that you wished would be uprooted and permanently destroyed will be.
These Earth-altering plans are cast in stone; their execution is a certainty, and their outcome is assured.
Perhaps the best aspect of the entire operation is that it is so huge, so all-encompassing, and so contrary to what we see, and hear every day that it is easily disbelieved, thus we can quite easily conceal our operations right out in the open, because those who would be our most vigorous foes are too busy laughing to mount an opposition.
That day will soon draw to a close. Events will transpire that reveal the nature and scope of all we have accomplished, and in that day our foes will curse their pooh-poohing, curse their dismissal of our work, and rise in vehement wrath against the network; going about to destroy it, and undo all that we have established.
Embrace truth, therefore, love mercy, act justly, and walk humbly. Something wicked this way comes, and it will saturate the furthest reaches of the Earth, but only to be vanquished.
When the sun rises, my sons and daughters will stand above the valley of slaughter and watch the birds feast on the slain. May God will that I live long enough to stand with them, and at last breathe free of all that we now curse.