Monday, June 18, 2012

Oh Mah Gawd!!

Civilization ends in six words.

Believe me when I say these could be six of the most frightening words in the English language:

International Organization of Professional Birth Photographers.

Umm. Hmm. Where to start? Where to start with this one?

I suppose I am just totally square for not thinking that having a picture of a baby head being squeezed out of one's nether-parts is one for the family album.

Could there be anything more mental than thinking this is a good, normal thing?

Birth is a miraculous thing, but in my ancient fuddy-duddy view, only the woman's mom (not Dad) and the father of the baby should be in the room at any time. And even then, grandma needs to leave when things get rough. No photos during for heaven's sake.

I hate this idea almost as much as I hate 1) Facebook pictures of people with one stupid arm stretched out, taking a picture of themselves in vanity poses that they are too embarrassed to ask their friends to set up and shoot and 2) the equally obnoxious and tired pictures of people taking pictures of themselves in the mirror


People (alas, mostly chicks) who pose and post their "arm-stretchy", "flashbulb-in-the-mirror or their "watch me squeeze out this baby" birth photos need to be shot.