I was walking across the street this morning, as I am wont to do, walk and streets and such is life. I put my foot down upon the asphalt from the safety of the curb while the walk sign chirped at me. This thought came into my head, “better for children or better for the child?” in regard to adoption.

I have often said on this blog that I prefer to be adopted rather than being raised in foster care, rather than being with a family that had no personal investment in me. For sure, I still feel that way. While some people love to paint me as anti-adoption, which I am not, and they say that because they are cruel beings from the Planet Bad-Hair.

You really have no idea the damage you have created

Being adopted benefited me personally in a way I believe. I mean if my option was to be raised in indifference vs. being raised in a family that cared about me personally and expected a return on investment and therefore was invested in me being a healthy whole human, yes adoption benefited me. My personal reality was that my natural family was perfectly capable of raising me, had they not bought into the myths of adoption and I would have had a trust fund, which I did not have being adopted out, in a reality where I am still paying off student loans. That had the myth of adoption not been trotted out as a given to my natural fam-fam, I would not have to deal with any of this because they did have the means and the ways.

If they were the type of folk that just didn’t care and sent me to suffer in care despite that, I would have suffered. In regard of my own personal difficulty, I was adopted, so for me to say I wish I wasn’t is so unpalatable, yes I wish my identity wasn’t destroyed, yes I wish I could be one person instead of split into a geode of selves but I don’t know that life and I love the people I do know. All of them.

No, at the same time I cling to my love of all the people in my life, I don’t wish this division on anyone. Not even MAC. Well maybe MAC and Jessica, no kidding, not even on them and all their smuggy-smugness, well maybe just a little so they would stop being so smuggy. So they would stop having all the answers that they cannot even begin to fathom for adoptees. It is complicated to say the least.

So I was making out with my boyfriend BigFoot, oh kidding, see how bitter I am about being ridiculed for the most painful experience of my life? If I was a beer I would be called ESB which stands for Extra-Special-Bitter, okay not losing sight of what this post is about.

Adoption may be better for one particular child but is it better for children? Okay for someone like me, as painful as this is to say, and unless you are an adoptee with a good relationship with your adoptive parents you have no fucking idea how painful this is to say, without the bullshit of adoption I would never have been adopted. My adoption was unnecessary, and no if you are not in my position you cannot even fathom how painful that knowledge is, I mean there is no happy resolution. I don’t have the luxury of villains in my life. That sucks ass.

The devil is not in the details the devil is in the ambiguity.

Don’t ever underestimate how necessary villains are.

I do not mean to discount those that had real villains in their lives, my afather did not molest me, I am really not trying to say my difficulty is greater, but my difficulty is more ambiguous. I know lots of esp. female adoptees who were seen as fair game for sexual experimentation, is that even the right words? Up for grabs is more like, not really blood so just a fun-hole to experiment with. Yes that makes me angry. Which brings me back to my original point, is adoption good for the child or good for children?

If we take children in the aggregate, like my era, like what is called the Baby-Scoop-Era, but only really as it relates to United States domestic adoption. Because we continued to baby-scoop just when we let women in the U.S have more control we continued to baby-scoop just in foreign lands, I mean the Baby-Scoop-Era is really a misnomer we just scooped with a farther reaching spoon.

So back to taking children in the aggregate, if we failed to reach our far-reaching spoon around the world what would happen? Would children be better off? Less children would be trafficked to be sure, those that really wanted to help children like so many Paps and APs esp. of the Christian persuasion who are so called by God to eat the last piece of pizza and gain so much praise by adopting an orphan, what would happen if they couldn’t gain that praise?

If they had to gain that praise by helping a family stay together? If they had to gain that praise by providing love and support to an orphanage? If they had to gain that praise from the much needed support to the BigBrothers/BigSisters community in their own neighborhood? Oh but they may be matched with domestic black kids, how unexotic.

What if it wasn’t about gaining praise at all?

What if it was about helping children? If it was about helping children we wouldn’t hear these ridiculous comments from adoptoraptors about how they are saving these particular children; we would be hearing comments from adoptoraptors that didn’t say things like : “I saved this child from a flea-infested orphanage” We would hear comments like “I sent that orphanage money for a flea-bomb” Because with adoption there is an investment to not care about the child, to care about the parents, and de facto not care about the children.

Adoption destroys the best interest of the “children” which would include the undesirables.