Octo-Mom

I've been asked what I think of "Octo-Mom."

For a start, I hate the term. It makes her sound as if she is some weird mutation of a sea creature.

I think she's another one who has about half the brains god gave a doorknob.

I have always considered myself to be "pro-choice." Not necessarily "pro-abortion," but definitely "pro-choice."

Still, I prefer educated choice. Considered choice. Intelligent choice.

I usually cringe when I hear of some little pregnant teenager who insists on keeping her baby. I understand that teens can't usually think ahead, and are frequently incapable of making considered decisions. Or of putting the good of another human ahead of their own. Or of comprehending the reality of the long commitment required to raise a child. Sometimes really bad things happen, like Caylee Anthony's premature demise, or Riley Anne Sawyer's.

However, the mother of these children is no teenager. She is a grown woman who already had six children. More than one of them have health issues that require long-term care. Now she has eight more, and, odds are that some of them will have problems, as well. To me, her decision to bear these children appears ill-considered, uneducated and stupid. She didn't just get pregnant and decide to keep the "accidental" babies. She went out of her way to undergo a very expensive procedure to get them. The mind boggles. It is hard to comprehend the level of selfishness required to do that.

To be honest, I hope she gets her reality show, and whatever freebies anyone wants to give her, because I strongly dislike the idea of paying taxes to support her and her brood.

Hers is one choice I can't really support.