“I, the aforementioned infant” documentary review

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“The aforementioned infant” is a description so impersonal, so devoid of significance. I feel for the filmmaker on her journey. Her birth certificate is canceled, but her birth wasn’t. If it’s archived, then it still exists. Just because something is canceled doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. Legal acts change what is lawful, but they can’t erase reality. If it is permanently sealed, then it’s NOT canceled! It’s just hidden.

On the other hand, her identity has not been canceled. So it’s not as if her years growing up as an adoptee are fake. Her life still happened and still has significance even if it doesn’t feel complete. So that’s how I would describe this. A journey of completion.

I do have to say I am not pleased with the woman who disparaged Christianity. First of all, original sin is a part of the Bible. That is unmistakable and undeniable. Second, we all have a sinful nature that is a part of us. You don’t have to teach a child to say “mine” or be selfish. Every baby starts life as a little savage. He is entirely selfish and self-centered. He wants what he wants when he wants it: his bottle, his mother’s attention, his playmate’s toys, his uncle’s watch, or whatever. Deny him these, and he seethes with rage and aggressiveness, which would be murderous were he not so helpless. He’s…