Seeing as how it is Mother’s Day, I figured that I should spend some time writing about the fact that the world needs more mothers, and how motherhood is a great and wonderful thing, and young women need to stop screwing around (literally), find a good man, settle down, and have LOTS of his babies, etc. etc. ad nauseam et infinitum.

Of course, I’ve been banging that particular drum for years now. And, the thing is that anyone who criticises me for being a hypocrite is actually perfectly justified in doing so, because I myself am unmarried and childless, even though I am officially one of Ye Olde Phartes, now that I’m in my actual mid-thirties.

It’s worth putting that age into perspective.

My mother got married to my father when she was about twenty. I was born five years later. My father was younger than I am right now when I came screaming into this world.

Back then, my mother got married at what was considered – in those days – a pretty appropriate age. My father actually got married late relative to most of his friends and peers. He became a father for the first time quite a bit later than many of his best buddies did.

And, actually, my dad did not want children back then.

He told me that to my face a few years ago. I was pretty gobsmacked when I heard that, because their children are the only things that my parents really, truly care about, and they have been, on balance, superb parents who did the very best that they could to raise strong, happy, healthy, successful kids.

What was normal and right and decent nearly 40 years ago, though, is today considered radical and crazy. Telling young women to commit to one man early, get married young, and have his children, is considered gauche in the extreme.

The culture has degraded to the point where Western women think that it is a Good Thing to sleep around, waste their prime child-rearing years working the same hours that men do, and “traveling” (read: having casual sex with foreign men) around the world.

The results have been absolutely disastrous for both men and women. Both the median and average marriage age has gone up considerably, marriage rates have dropped precipitously, and fertility rates have more or less collapsed across the Western world. The Shrillennials, easily the most coddled and overindulged generation in history, are actually having less sex than ever before, and living less fulfilled, less happy, and less meaningful lives than their parents did, even though almost every possible material need of theirs is met by our modren (sic) society.

This makes the meaning of Mother’s Day all the more powerful, then.

Civilisation is created, built, and destroyed by men. But it is preserved by women. The only reason why civilisation even exists in the first place is in order to protect women, who are inherently precious, from the dangers and evils of this world.

Without women – without mothers – civilisation loses its meaning and value. There is no point to building great cities, creating magnificent works of art and sculpture and architecture, taming and harnessing the power of nature, if not to create a safe environment in which women can raise children.

We men build civilisations because that is how we protect the one and only way in which we will live on: through our sons and daughters.

And that is why women who choose to become wives and mothers are so important. That is why we celebrate them.

Back in February this year, our beloved and dreaded Supreme Dark Lord (PBUH) compiled a list of 12 real rules for life, designed to make better, stronger, happier, more fulfilled, and more genuinely decent men and women.

Rule number 5 of that list said:

Put a ring on it. Marriage is the manifestation of love. Children are the manifestation of hope. Raising a family to serve as the foundation of future generations is how Man rebels against an uncaring universe, a fallen world, and the spirits of despair and destruction. Yes, there are real risks, especially in the current social and legal environment. But they are well worth taking nevertheless.

Indeed. Which is why the most recent video from Brittany Pettibone and her fiance Martin Sellner was so heartwarming to see:

Look at those two. Multiple governments have banned them from entering various countries, for utterly preposterous reasons. They have been deplatformed, cut off by payment processors, left high and dry by any number of banks and financial institutions, deserted by supposed friends and allies, abandoned by those that they trusted.

And still their love perseveres. Still they seek to get married, be together, start a family, and live a good life.

Look at Brittany. She is young, energetic, full of life and love for her man. She is maybe 27 years old – the same age as my own little sister – and in spite of everything that they have both endured, she is happy.

She and Martin have real skin in the game. They have put themselves before the world to speak the truth – and because this world is ruled by lies, they have paid a terrible price for doing so.

See their love for each other, and be humbled.

This Mother’s Day, thank the wives and mothers among you for being true manifestations of the spirits of love and hope. Your wives married you because they love you, and see you as their protectors, their princes, and their providers. Your mothers gave birth to you because they had, and have, great hope for the future, because they wanted the best for you, and because they want you to be happy, no matter what.