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My plan was to stay out of this, but my plans seldom work. All I have to say is that I've been on both sides of this fence - childless by choice for a long time, and now I have two.
We all have to put up with things from other people we don't approve of or like. I just stood behind a guy at the grocery store who was quite ripe. It was gross, and made me uncomfortable, but Not My Business. There are people at work whose wardrobe I think is entirely hideous, and I don't want to see navels, ass cracks, or camel toes at my place of employment. As long as they're not making me dress that way, also Not My Business. Likewise, how anyone raises their kids is Not My Business. If they're not hitting me, damaging my property or causing traffic accidents, I turn my head. I'll raise my kids and let them raise theirs. I really don't have a choice, in reality, so it's one less thing to stress over. Accepting the things I can't change, and all that.
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