Single Childless and Dead

My newspaper reports that the "largest segment of the population" is from households single and childless. The LA Times says it's quoting figures just released from the 2000 census. (Today, five years later, that figure must be even greater.)

If that's true, then there can be no mystery about the woman picketing GW in Texas is/was the dead soldier's mother, not his wife. There's a shortage of soldiers. My goodness, how about that? Volunteers? Anyone? Come on, men and women wanted. Women today can fly jets into battle. The thrill! Dead men at the press of a button. I served in Korea. I'm damned if I can remember if, at night, on guard duty (even though I was a scrub nurse, MOS 1835 at the 25th Station Hospital, Taegu, Korea) alone, my rifle, my "weapon" was loaded? Bothers me. At Camp Pickett, VA (now vanished I believe) I was on guard duty at the PX, at night, and my weapon was not loaded. See? Soldiering is easy.

It used to be that for every soldier on the front line, there were five other soldiers in support. But of course in the present wars there virtually is no 'front line.'

So, I guess, the majority of bloggers, and chat people, and message board Members, are single and childless. A very popular Blogger, right here in AOL City, mentioned she had a "Mister-in-the wings" and was astonished, I believe, and just possibly slightly annoyed, that she got so many emails of enquiry (or surprise) about a date with this guy that only resulted in both falling asleep in front of the TV. All my posts, therefore, about sex have been a huge waste of time. I imagined I was writing for and being read by married people with children. ALL, I believe, the kind people men and women (mostly women) who have left a comment are virtually all married with children. I don't know how to talk to single, childless people from the majority of households in America. Boo hoo!

Apparently my most successful entry was mine on Father's Day posted in June 2005. I have no proof, but I suspect and even hope, my estranged daughter, now in her 30s, telephoned me after about 15 years of silence, partly in response to my Father's Day entry. The call was completely out of the blue. The single most dramatic moment in the conversation was when she said, with some ardor, that she wished she was married.

For those wanting to get married let me please recommend the superb book On The Way To The Wedding by Linda Schierse Leonard. Here's a free tip: sex in marriage is infinitely more powerful than that resulting from a date in front of the TV.

Barry