... if I want it?! Well, I want it. So what? Ah, same procedure as every year:
A child's born. Its 'cross': malnutrition. About 10,000 times a day. So Merry Christmas then, and peace on Earth. And after the mass enjoy the masses on your table. Sumptuous meals,a Lucullan feast. After all, (billions of) individuals can't change the world, can they? May the Lord care for the poor souls, eh? Fucking hypocrites!