Mother, Mother

Another Mother’s Day has come and gone.  As you know, Mother’s Day is a time of celebration where each of us shows our appreciation, not only for our own mothers but for all of those wonderful mothers out there who make this country great.  Without mothers, where would we get soldiers?  Of course, not all mothers are so great.

Kris Kardashian has built an empire using her daughter’s sex tape as a springboard (no pun intended).  This empire has now extended to her younger daughters who, incidentally, now have two mothers.  If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.

In fairness, Kris is a bad mother, but there are worse.  Take the case of Megan Huntsman of Utah.  She confessed to fatally strangling six of her newborn babies from 1996 to 2006.  A 2014 search of her home revealed six dead infants who had been stuffed into cardboard boxes.  Apparently, God told her to do it.  I guess Mother’s Day is not a priority in heaven.

And who can forget the stepmother in Hansel and Gretel?  “Ditch those kids in the woods or I’m going back to my mother’s.”  That wasn’t very kind.  Luckily for Hansel and Gretel, living with their stepmother provided them just the training they needed to defeat the witch.  There is a silver lining to every cloud.

Mothers can also make you a serial killer.  See Norman Bates and Jason Voorhees.

There is a lesson to be learned here.  Your mother isn’t that bad.  Yeah, maybe she shouldn’t have pushed you to join the dance squad or been so uptight about you getting into the Ivy League, but such are the vicissitudes of childhood.  And, to be fair, kids can be kind of irritating.

As usual, I digress.  In the end, we owe our mother’s much.  We came from their womb, after all.  We should show them respect, not only on Mother’s Day but on every day.

But don’t get weird about it.  I hate that.

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