Gary Johnson and Rebecca Witt have a problem: they like to make babies (3 of them) and don’t have the wherewithal to pay for them. And Michigan passed a law saying that if men don’t wrap their rascal, they’ll have to pay the hospital bill…unless they marry the mom.
Well, Becky’s in a snit because she says “I don’t think anybody should tell me when to get married.” A lot of people would tell her she should have gotten married before she spread her legs, so she’s outvoted on that one. The state isn’t even telling her that; it’s saying, “If you want free hospital care, you have to marry the guy.” She’s holding out for a big wedding with a white (smirk) dress, and they can’t afford it.
Johnson is not just living with her; he’s proposed to her. So what’s she waiting for, a better offer? He says he can’t marry her because he doesn’t have a copy of his birth certificate. I’m sympathetic to the “Paperss please” argument, but I think the State of Michigan should call their bluff and get him a free birth certificate, so they can do this. Come on, Michigan has no fault divorce; if it doesn’t work, you can split (which is why this law is rather silly). since it’s civil, you can have the religious ceremony (smirk) / drunken orgy later.
The big issue is summed up here:
“The (government is) supposed to help us,”
We’re supposed to deliver, feed, and educate her brats, without any act of responsibility on her part. Sorry. I know poverty sucks ; been there, done that. Get a skill. Save some money. Quit being a leech. And above all, quit whining.