Another bullshit holiday. The only fathers who should be honored are good adoptive fathers. Good adoptive parents (who only adopt and don't procreate) are heroes. Biological parents are selfish misery spreaders.
This one is dedicated to all the people who don't have fathers: like me. I've written it here before, but it's Father's Day here in the states, so cut me some slack. I'm the result of a teen pregnancy, which led to a shotgun wedding. My father left when I was 2 years old. I saw him occasionally over the years, but I haven't seen or heard from him since I was a teen. He is the typical deadbeat dad. He doesn't care about me, and my mother had to take him to court at least once to get him to pay child support. He is, as far as I'm concerned, trash.
Today, I was watching a movie called Antonia's Line. There was a character in it that reminded me of me. He said things like, "The best thing is to never have been born. The second best thing is to die." He said other things like that. Like me, he believed that to live on this planet is to suffer. If memory serves, this film won the Oscar for best foreign film. I think it goes to show that people appreciate reality in their entertainment.
As far as the world we live in is concerned, the other day, a coworker told me that one of our fellow employees shot himself on the way to work. He killed himself. I didn't really know him. I can't picture who he was. I Googled him: but to no avail. All I know is that he is free from pain. Meanwhile, my foot pain is severe, and I must stand fulltime for my job.
So many fathers have been little or nothing more than sperm donors that I think we should abolish this bullshit holiday. People like me don't need to be reminded that plenty of people have been lucky enough to have decent fathers. I see it everyday at work: fathers with sons that are older than I was when he stopped going to stores with me (if he ever did).
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