Father’s Day Confusion

Once upon a time Father’s Day was pretty much a straightforward holiday. Not any more.

As yet another day to honor dad winds to a close, I find myself thinking of all the confusion there must have been across this land in view of the changing – not necessarily for the better – makeup of the typical family unit.

Our Father’s Day was fairly typical. My wife hosted a cookout, attended by my brother, my son and his wife, their two daughters, and me. Gifts were presented. The little girls played in a small wading pool and ran under a sprinkler that looked like an inflated watermelon.

But think of how Father’s Day might be celebrated in a same-sex household, say with two males and an adopted kid or kids. Even more complicated, how about a case in which one of the dudes donated sperm to be used on a surrogate mother?

Is one guy daddy and he gets the gifts today and the other man gets feted on Mother’s Day?

The questions are similar with same-sex couples of two women and an adopted child or children, or more of our aforementioned sperm donation producing a child, this time perhaps from an anonymous source. Who’s daddy and who’s mommy?

Do we just ignore such traditional holidays in those instances? More to the point, does the woke crowd campaign that such celebrations make the statistical outliers that are same-sex couples feel excluded or stigmatized and so the holidays must be outlawed?

Father’s Day also figures to be particularly difficult in this era of so many-hit-and-run fathers. If the guy was in the picture at one time, and remains in close contact, no problem.

But consider the multitude of instances in which an all-points-bulletin would be necessary to find dad.

And, if daytime trash television shows such as those of Jerry Springer or Maury Povich are to be believed, there are plenty of indiscriminate women who bear children without the benefit of knowing which guy actually fathered the child.

Cue the DNA results and screaming morons in the studio audience.

We certainly can extrapolate that the loose women who show up on such TV shows are not the only examples of their type. And so, in a nation with our considerable population, a day such as today might cause more than one illegitimate child to ask mommy “Who’s My Daddy?”