Arrr, matey! A tempest brewin' in America, yet scallywags be hushin' up like a cat in a cannibal's den!
2024-10-01
Arrr, in a wee abode where a sprout be raisin' with two mates, the wee scallywag spies the sweet treasure o' love! Aye, the circle be as round as a cannonball, and all be shipshape, savvy?
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather ‘round as I spin ye a yarn about the sad state o’ fatherless lads and lasses in the good ol' U.S. of A! It be a crisis as grievous as a ship bein’ lost at sea! Aye, over 80% of wee scallywags in me Chicago neighborhood be growin’ up without a father, and this ain't no mere plight of the Black folk, it be an American epidemic, I tell ye! If ye look across the horizon, ye’ll see that 56% o’ Black children, 31% o’ Latino younglings, and 21% o’ white wee ones be navigatin’ life without their main man at home!But fear not, for where there be absence, there also be mighty women raisin’ their young ones with grit! Aye, they be workin’ harder than a crew on a three-masted galleon, but alas, they can’t replace the father’s touch! The bond between a father and child be sacred, and when that bond breaks, a hole the size of Davy Jones’ locker be left behind! Children need love, not just any kind, but the love that comes from both parents to weather life’s storms!
In the end, if we be wantin’ to raise strong young buccaneers for the future, we must preach the importance of family and the sacred institution of marriage! For without it, we be driftin’ in treacherous waters. Arrr, let’s steer our ships back to solid ground, for how the child goes is how society goes, aye!