It Takes A Family to Raise A Village

Tomorrow morning I’ll be boarding a plane for San Diego, CA to attend a conference for 18-30 year-olds who are dedicated to improving marriage culture and encouraging couples, especially couples with children, to stay together and make it work out for the sake of their kids– because society depends on a secure population that trusts each other and is burdened with as few pathologies as possible. Stable families are the vehicle to arrive at that goal.

I’ve been asked to speak and I’ve taken a few days now to prepare my powerpoint presentation. I haven’t done a powerpoint presentation since college. And in fact I have a terrible memory of that occasion… I was procrastinating and inundated with projects and assignments. I took my presentation to a cafe where I’m friends with some of the waiters. When the cafe closed I offered to drive Hugo, one of the waiters home. After telling him about how stressed I was with work I declared “I really wish I could just take some meth or something to stay awake and pull an all-nighter.” He looked at me and asked, “Do you mean that?” Turns out Hugo used to be a meth addict and I had just triggered a craving. All I know is five minutes later we were in the tenderloin (San Francisco’s “bad” neighborhood) and he was hopping back into my car with the goods. I finished the presentation, but it was insane and profoundly narcissistic. I’m embarrassed, even now. After class, on the bus ride home, I was coming down off the drugs and someone stepped on my toe. I briefly considered murdering them. I mean that in all seriousness.

I never did meth again after that and it has served me well.

My life has changed dramatically since then. The conference will be comprised of socially conservative young people who understand that “the laissez-faire” family doesn’t work and creates a lot of pain for a lot of people.

Indeed it does.

I’ll have to figure out what to do with my daughter though while I attend. Can 1-year-olds stay home by themselves if you leave a troph of food and water?

Just kidding, lucky for V, I thought ahead and married the best father of all time.

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