Human Zoo

Exciting time in supermarket. Parents who clearly don't love their children dragging snivelling brats around - all with suitably foul habits and names to match. "'ere Rooney will you stop pushing Beckham's face into the yogurt display or I'll fu*ckin lump yer" is a fairly typical example.
In my view people should have to prove their suitability to be parents before they are granted a licence to reproduce. (before you ask I don't have kids, nor do I think I'd be a suitable parent) I know this is a somewhat eugenic view and those of you who value wimpy liberal human rights above having a relatively quiet and sane existance will be mumbling to youselves "That's how Adolf started!"
But think back to those neanderthal women with their hordes of truly vile offspring following them around like a set of matching tramp's dogs-on-a-string, who have absolutely no control over "Attila Junior" and "our Ghengis", the sort of children (and parents) who should be locked up in a zoo, where the chimps and gorillas can go and view them and decide whether evolution is worth all the effort after all - and tell me that controls are not needed.