Birthdays!

By Stanley Collymore 

What’s a birthday, other than the 

actual day you were born and 

rather bluntly, distinctly an 

occasion you had no say in, regarding 

that actual date, or additionally to that 

the precise moment, when effectively 

you were literally born; and moreover 

even less sway basically counting as 

zero in the respective circumstances 

significantly and similarly specifically 

bearing on your either aptly planned 

or generally, accidental conception? 

Alright, I can both sensibly and also 

intelligently, readily understand why 

the more effective, really perceptive 

and quite discernibly smart species 

of Homo sapiens are quite pleased 

and equally, naturally outstandingly 

proud that they are effectively here, 

but in all truthfulness, and honestly 

from my personal perspective, can 

or should any exact sentiments be 

either verbalized or shared literally 

to the crucially, burgeoning growth 

of human beings globally and very 

obviously in the so-called Western 

and reputed developed countries? 

Exorbitantly increasing numbers 

that continue to pollute our 

Planet Earth with their 

utterly useless presence? Personally, I 

think not! And, as far as congratulating 

those who when they most indulgently 

and asininely naturally go over the top 

with their absurdly idiotic, celebrations 

and furthermore self-evidently literally 

uncalled for bounteous merry making 

exhaustively and intensively, crucially 

wrapped up in their puerile delusions, 

and wishing that I join in. As likely I'd 

say, as the possibility of a snowflake 

quite voluntarily opting to ludicrously 

take a chance in hell's nether-world! 

(C) Stanley V. Collymore

3 July 2023.

Author's Remarks:

By all means celebrate your birthday, as I’m neither asking that you shouldn’t nor am I suggesting that you ought not to as that decision is entirely your own as it distinctly should be. But celebrating the day you were born when your own life subsequently has been an utter and deliberate mess: criminally, hatefully, racially, adulterously; quite odiously so in paedophile terms; financial scams that deliberately inflict severe hardships on the weak and vulnerable; a delusional notion too of yours that you’re simply by the circumstances of your birth infinitely better and quite superior to those whom you condescendingly look down upon, and the infernal list goes on; personally I don’t honestly see what the hell you have to celebrate. And while you will obviously disagree with my assessment, can you just for once and without all the fabrication you put on your really useless lives, say any different to what I’m espousing here?