i really like kids for some reason (i am not a pedophile
). they are the only people to make me crack a smile through my normal serious facade. when i am on the train i like to watch them run around and go apeshit. im not one of those people who talk to babies or anything, but they are cute and interesting creatures.
does anyone else like kids too, or am i just a creep?
I too enjoy the company of little ones, provided that they don't wind up in mischief that I don't know about. Mischief in and of itself is only slightly worrisome, no more than driving an automobile or leaping down a flight of stairs;
unknown mischief is more worrisome because I cannot set bounds on what could go wrong. Nevertheless, as a once indefatigable adventurer, I must understand that they bear that shining voice of reason inside them which too guided me through roaring streets, creaking treetops, and ear-piercing back yard explosions. My worry, then, can only surface if I look down upon them as lesser, unintelligent beings incapable of understanding and controlling the risks of their actions. Whether they deserve to be so viewed, then, is of the utmost importance to their well-being and my staying out of jail.
Nevertheless, provided that they've thought their actions through and created a safe plan for getting their kicks, nothing short of the law is beyond acceptability. Parkour off a three-story building? Fine. Racing on a registered, monitored track? Sure. Sneaking out at night to set off a propane tank? No way-- tell me first. Nevertheless, seeing them charge through the playground leading an imaginary army gives me feelings of nostalgia and warmth, which, perhaps, form the basis of the bond between parent and child during those tender early years. Hence, I see children as one of life's best forms of entertainment: a liberation from those inhibitions that we all put on to become "grown up" "civilized" or "mature".
Therefore I often look upon them as a symbol for what could be: a world of fun and games innocent of the Darwinistic social forces that we learn, to our horror, surround us. As a more potent example, when was the last time that a five year old got on his tricycle and did a drive-by on the first-grader down the street? Clearly, puberty changes us into something different, something willing, able, almost
eager to make and take life.
-Duxwing
Isn't it weird how pedophile paranoia has everyone posting 'Anti-Pedophile' disclaimers? Show some balls! (but don't show any kids your balls...that would be pedo-ish.) Admit that you love the little brats unconditionally.
