Demographic suicide, chapter XXVI

Because sometimes, 27 cats just aren’t enough to fill the void in a barren womb:

Many people like to stop and play with newborn babies, but now some adult women are playing house with fake babies. Some women are even going as far as taking day trips with the fake babies to the park, out to eat, and even hosting birthday parties for them.

Forty-nine-year-old Linda is married with no children of her own. Now, she says she feels like a mother because she has Reborns — dolls made to look and feel like the real thing.

And here we thought “cat lady” was the proper modern euphemism for “spinster”. I don’t know how even the most ardent fan of strong, independent, educated women and the modern secular society can read this without a cold frisson of fear for the ultimate fate of that society running down her spine. This is serious Game Over territory we’re approaching here. The reproductively-challenged secular left had better pray to the gods in whom they don’t believe that there is a massive pendulum swing in favor of religious conservatism and the concomitant demographics on its way soon, because that’s going to be one HELL of a lot more preferable than the probable alternatives.

Everyone, of every creed or lack thereof, needs to get this basic fact through their college-thickened skulls. The shiny, sexy, secular science-fiction society of progressive fantasies is not going to happen. The demographic realities have already killed that dream, the corpse just hasn’t finished twitching yet. The material choice is not Christian tradition vs post-Christian utopia, it is Christian tradition vs PRE-Christian dystopia. And if you don’t understand what that entails, then I suggest you get caught up on your ancient history, starting with Caesar and Tacitus.