Because chicks can't stand their crotch droppings. Because they see them as a liability. A ball and chain they are stuck with for a good percentage of their lives, and there is nothing they would rather do than shove the damn thing in the microwave. Well, some do.

https://www.google.com/webhp?sourceid=chrome-instant&ion=1&espv=2&ie=UTF-8#q=most+child+abusers+and+kkillers+are+woment&*

Most child killers are chicks. Hey. The disgusting thing I used to get here coerced my half brother to jump out of a second storey window to escape her wrath, I heard. I wasn't there at the time, but everyone verifried the story, so. . . And I wonder if some cultures are misogynistic because the wee brats of both genders were treated far from kindly.

I know I personally can't stand wee crotch droppings (unless properly seasoned, cooked, and on a plate next to some nice veggie fried rice and stir fried veggies,) but at least I had the sense to get spayed rather than put myself and whatever biological accident though HELL. (Actually, I would have had it aborted, or aborted it myself if my information on how to do that is correct, not that I was ever in a position to test anything out.)

I suspect the world would be a lot better a place if everyone was put on some sort of mandatory birth control until the person actually WANTED the sprog, AND HAD THE MEANS TO TAKE CARE OF THEM! Why should someone else pay for a sproglodyte that isn't theirs? Well, unless they want to, uncoerced. I don't see why, but some people actually seem to like the damn things in other ways besides side dishes and entrees.

Oh man. It's been life times since I had a long piglet rice bun. After all, I wasn't in China during the cultural revolution.

http://www.rfa.org/english/news/china/cannibalism-11222013104349.html

No really. If one can't handle being a breeder, one shouldn't do it. I've been on the wrong end of one of those idiots who should have been spayed at birth (,or Dresdened, as far as I'm concerned), and as you can see from this post, I have a chip on my shoulder that is not going to go away for as long as I live. I mean if after 43 years I'm still not over it, ya know?

http://www.soundclick.com/html5/v3/player.cfm?type=single&songid=2309500&q=hi&newref=1

And she ain't gonna find out about it until after she's shuffled off this mortal coil, 'cause I could do without opening that can of worms.