It’s a Bird! It’s a Plane! No, it’s the OctoMom!

I’ve heard of Batman, Superman, Spiderman, and Wonder Woman. They are all familiar names we have come to love over the years. But what about the OctoMom?

The OctoMom’s true identity, of course, is Nadya Suleman, a Californian woman who famously gave birth to octuplets in January 2009. She conceived eight children by a controversial assisted reproductive technology that helps the fertility of moms-to-be.

However, Suleman was far from being a mom-to-be. More like a Super Mom. With six kids before the Octuplets arrived, Suleman is now the proud mother of fourteen (yes, you read that right; FOURTEEN) children. This definitely merits her a superhero name like the “OctoMom,” a cute pseudonym given to her by the media.

But why is she famous exactly? Giving birth to eight children is enough to get your name and face on the evening news, but the fact that she is still in the news is quite another story. The mysterious circumstances behind why she would want that much children caused public outrage over the possibility that she brought eight unwanted children into this world. In the midst of America’s ongoing Pro Choice Versus Pro Life debate, this must be serious business for some people. Not me, of course.

But this saga proves that people must be suckers for being able to look at average, ordinary people with flaws and point their fingers at them in self-righteous indignation. We kind and loving parents would never allow eight children to enter into our homes all at once. Children are precious and each are a gift from God. By having eight all at once, you are insulting God, right?

That would be a parenting nightmare. Who will raise these kids, feed them, clothe them, educate them, and take care of them? Who wants to change eight dirty diapers all at once? I see no volunteers.

The reason why Suleman was able to score numerous talk shows is because people like seeing people make weird and disconcerting choices and judge them accordingly. We outraged parents and caretakers need people to ridicule. We work so hard to raise our young that when someone recklessly decides to raise too much, we feel vindicated. We might be bad parents, but we’re definitely not as bad as that dreadful OctoMom.

OctoMom might not be a superhero after all. She might be a super villain. Oh well. Same difference.

Tony Montana was right. Good people need bad people because we want to feel good about ourselves. If “Scarface” has taught us anything (and it has already taught us too many objectionable things), it’s that bad guys exist because there are good guys who can label them. “Villain” is a name we give to others. No one gives it to themselves.

So, if you ever feel the urge to judge the OctoMom’s careless behavior and less-than-honorable parenting methods, consider whether you do it out of genuine disgust or self-pity. Maybe we are upset at her because we’re lacking something as well.

There might be a voice inside of us saying that life is too precious to just throw away. Each child is a bundle of joy. Fourteen is just plain greedy. Thank goodness for good guys like us to make that distinction.

Well, say goodnight to the bad guy.

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