Some people, as Saint Paul knew, are not meant to have families. Most, however, are. So there is something off-putting about the intentional “child-free” movement.
The term ‘child-free’ has existed since the early 1900s, although it wasn’t until the 1970s that feminists began using it more widely, as a way of denoting women who were voluntarily childless as a distinct group. The suffix ‘free’ was chosen to capture the sense of freedom and lack of obligation felt by many of those who had voluntarily decided not to have kids.
Party like it’s 1999! Or 2029! Or … 2049… Or… Now, everyone can be a selfish Boomer. For a little while. Stories already abound as to what eventually happens to all these free feminists lacking obligation: they’re usually discovered alone and dead after days, weeks, or months of decomposition. The cats, the fur babies, just don’t seem to know how to call for help.
Replace the cats with a swarthy orderly in a nursing home, and you have a potential pillowing. Of course, as the Tiking Tokers suggest, if you like naps, then the great long one might not be so bad.