I believe in love. I honestly do.
A world without love would be such a sad and lonely place, and the thought of not knowing love, not to love or be loved fills me with great sorrow.
I have no problem with age differences, be it ‘toy boys’ or ‘father figures’. My mother was older than my Dad, as was my sister and her late husband.
Love comes in many forms and with it, its own kind of heartache: from the death of a parent, close relative or spouse to the loss of a pet.
I recall a story of a young couple so very much in love, each having found their soul mate in the other. It wasn’t until they were planning their wedding and had the necessary blood tests that it was discovered they were in fact brother and sister.
How devastating for them both.
But this goes beyond that, something I cannot get my head around or understand why we should be expected to accept it.
The couple concerned have now gone into hiding, as they face prosecution and 15 years imprisonment for their relationship.
This headline from the New York Post 9th April 2016
Mom and son admit to incest, go into hiding to avoid jail
I could feel for their ‘plight’ if she had been a young underage teenager when she gave birth and had to give her son up for adoption.
But she wasn’t. She was 19 and an adult.
I would have sympathy to an extent if they were unaware of their blood relationship.
But they have been aware of it and living together as a couple for two years.
They are bragging about their physical relationship.
I’m sure I’m not alone in not wanting to hear about it.
But what is so totally selfish, irresponsible and downright senseless (in my opinion) is to even consider having a biological child together.
How do you explain to a child that your father is also your brother?
And what about the gene pool?
Dog breeders are known to put sires and daughters, sons and dams and of course siblings together for profit, but there is always a risk of kickback, defective genes, behavioural issues and abnormalities.
I am not naive enough to believe that incestuous relationships don’t exist. It’s everywhere in the news today, abuse and mistreatment, slavery and arranged marriages under the guise of culture, religion, faith, or beliefs.
When I was a foster carer, I came in contact with children who had been sexually abused by members of their family, one having to face a termination at 13 having been raped by her father.
Those kids had enough on their plate through no fault of their own, and yet this couple are brazenly flaunting their relationship in all its gory detail and expect no comeback?
They need to grow up.
This is not love.
This is sensationalism for profit.