I am an only child, and so is my son. And we are not weirdos | Polly Hudson
Selfish, lonely, maladjusted – the prejudices against only children persist, as well as of their parents for just having one child. But we are an
Selfish, lonely, maladjusted – the prejudices against only children persist, as well as of their parents for just having one child. But we are an army on the rise Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me...
must be a saying thought up by somebody extremely privileged. For everyone else, words wound, and there are certain groups that are seemingly, bafflingly, forever considered fair game. No matter how PC the world becomes, they’re immune from progress, and it apparently remains permissible to make comments, assumptions and jokes about them, and to attach outdated stereotypical attributes.
Only children aren’t unique in having to tolerate this, of course, and they won’t like that. After all, they don’t like sharing anything, do they? Badoom-tish! Hilarious, no? Well, no, not to me. I am an only child with an only child, so colour me double-offended.
Actually, not offended – bored. As anybody would be, hearing the same tired, lazy “gags” over and over again. Continue reading...
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