A romantic comedy between a mob boss and a cop, where the two are married and constantly have to make it seem like they just barely failed to get the other, one day the cop accidentally actually hits the mob boss, they mutter a quick "Oh god, I'll never hear the end of this." The whole squad around them congratulates them for finally hitting them, as to them it's a small step towards catching them, but the MC is simply filled with dread for when they get home, once they finally get back they ask(trying to lighten the mood but failing miserably) their parter(the mob boss) how their day was, only to get a very angry voice yelling from their shared bedroom: "How was my day!? You f***king shot me! That's how my f***king day was!" The whole rest of the movie is just more stupid antics and cute domestic scenes between the two before ending with a scene in the future with their child visiting they're graves, cleaning them and replacing the flowers, the tombstones of the two graves(which are right next to each other) having both they're names and some sort of sarcastic and or joking statement, plus they're final words(obviously) before rolling credits with the song "Da ya think I'm sexy" by Rob Stewart.
you don't "hate kids," you hate being forced into a caretaking role.
you don't "hate kids," you hate censorship passed off as family values.
you don't "hate kids," you hate the constrictiveness of the nuclear family.
you don't "hate kids," you're just not used to occupying fully age diverse spaces so you're not used to the noise or the many different kinds of needs.
you don't "hate kids," most public spaces just aren't built for kids, and so the few kids you see are always uncomfortable and distressed.
you don't "hate kids," you hate the intense social rules assigned to kids and anyone who interacts with kids.
You don't "hate kids," you hate how society reproduces its most restrictive elements and how kids are powerless to resist it.
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I'm sorry but it's way too sketchy to have to "sign up" for a protest. There's no reason you should have to give anyone your full name, email, phone number, and/or address in order to march in the streets. People are getting arrested left and right because cops have access to information that connects people to the protests they were at. If an organization is having people "sign up to join the fight," all the cops need to do is access that list.
Just go. Don't leave a fucking paper trail.