Like any other group of people, prospective adoptive parents can be jackasses. Take this couple, who saw that their waitress was pregnant and left, with their tip, an unsolicited request to adopt her unborn child:

After they left, she opened the bill holder to get the tip and also found a card inside that read:

We wish to adopt a baby. We are a caring, happily married, financially secure and loving couple. We want to share our joy and love with a child.

The card included the names of the couple and phone numbers.

The waitress, not surprisingly, was creeped out and offended.

Who is behind this? Wow, what a shock — an adoption attorney.

As far as the card is concerned, he said, "We haven't had any negative response to this method."

Kevin Minh Allen of misplaced baggage is angry about a series of articles about adoption from Vietnam. He has two basic reasons: the exclusion of adult adoptee or birth parent dissent from the discussion and the promotion of adoptees-owe-us-gratitude thinking:

These quotes represent a major hurdle in facilitating the equitable distribution of voices that should add color to the bigger adoption picture. As I see it, too much deference is shown to adoptive parents, including their interests, their needs and their troubles. As long as the media only focus on one group within the adoption community, the public will remain unaware of the myriad stories out there and start believing that only certain people have anything to say about adoption.

Then there's this regrettable quote he spots from an adoptive parent:

The difference in lifestyle and opportunity was evident by comparing Emily to her twin sister who resided with her birth family. Emily enjoys hearty meals, a generously-sized wardrobe, a good education and the chance to join in extracurricular activities such as dance, choir and sports. In contrast, her sibling lived with parents toiling to buy enough clothes for everyone in the family and put food on the table.

He contacted the reporter to arrange to offer a different view — which apparently ended badly, in a manner he'll hopefully describe soon. Read the whole thing. It's angry. But as I've said before, adoptees have no obligation to make adoptive parents feel good about adoption.

Last week the Archives on Pediatric and Adolescent Medicine published a new study on the comparative mental health of adoptees. The findings are of concern to everyone involved in the adoption process.

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NBC has an upcoming program called "America's Favorite Mom":

Teleflora presents America's Favorite Mom," an NBC prime-time television event hosted by Donny and Marie Osmond. In addition, there will be special cameo appearances by Christina Aguilera, Tony Hawk, Alicia Keys, Hulk Hogan, Naomi Judd, Amy Poehler, music by the Dey (www.thedey.com) and more throughout the broadcast. At the end of the special, the Osmonds will crown one lucky winner, "America's Favorite Mom."

I'd rather de-grout a prison camp shower stall with my tongue than watch that. But in addition to being an aesthetic abomination akin to Hallmark throwing up on a collection of Hummel figurines, its producers are also assholes about adoption.

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I've added an adoption forum to our forums. For now, it's private and can only be seen by people added to the adoption group — send me a PM on the forum or email me at ken at popehat dot com to be added to it. The focus will be international adoption and related issues, but all people sincerely interested in adoption discussions are welcome.

I've spent quite a bit of time at another forum related to the well-known adoption agency my family used. Why start a new forum? I have a few reasons:

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Ansley over at Noble Seoul has a characteristically thoughtful post about attachment issues with adopted kids.

We've certainly seen dramatic differences in stranger anxiety and abandonment issues between our first two kids (who were adopted at 4.5 months and 5.5 months, respectively) and our third (who was adopted at 10 months.) Elaina is much less happy about being out of our sight, and church has been a problem — she doesn't want to stay in the child care. So, as Ansley suggests, we're taking it slow.

Scenes from a beach:

Evan is frolicking in the ludicrously cold surf, Abby is assembling a vast shell collection, I am sitting in a beach chair a dozen yards from the surf line, just at the edge of the wet sand, and zoning out in the sun. It's Monday morning and the beach is sparsely populated with a handful of families and grim-faced joggers.

Enter Talkative Man and his family.

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So I stopped procrastinating and added a bunch of links to the adoption section of our blogroll to your left. Click away. Especially if you are an adoptive parent, you may well have your views of adoption (and especially international and transracial adoption) challenged, possibly in a hurtful way. Sorry! (Well, kind of.)

Discussion of adoption on the internet is balkanized.

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Alternative title: "Seven Habits of Very Annoying People," all of which involve abject failure of the brain's "should I say this, or would it make me sound like an utter dipshit?" function.

I've blogged before about the answers I fantasize about giving to the supremely obnoxious adoption and child-related questions that walking, unthinking mouths tend to ask parents.

Lest you think this is just a problem that I face — possibly due to some patent defect of character or appearance — consider this adoptive mother's top ten list of annoying questions and comments she gets while both visibly pregnant and accompanied by her two children born in Haiti.

The fact that she can articulate that list without going into a rant makes her a much better person than I. It makes me stabby.

Via Multiracial Sky.

Because my alternative is to shut my head in a white-hot George Foreman Grill until the burn marks erase my increasing resemblance to Karl Rove.

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Last week Steven Sueppel, a bank executive facing federal embezzlement charges, bludgeoned his wife and four children to death and managed to kill himself after several abortive attempts by crashing his van. He and his wife had adopted all four children from South Korea.

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Sometimes when people offer one-liners on adoption from China — as in Juno, for instance — it strikes me as obnoxious; it's mock-hip or poseur-ironic or ignorant stereotyping. I haven't met a grasping, entitled adoptive parent who sees a Chinese baby as an accessory or as his or her right as a Great White Savior, though that's how we are portrayed by some.

On the other hand, sometimes people taking pot shots have a point. When I actually encountered the Going Home Barbie, given exclusively to adoptive parents staying at the White Swan Hotel, it mostly struck me as one more Anglo doll in a sea of Anglo dolls in China. On reflection, though, I can see how some people see it as a sort of symbol of comodification of kids.

White picket fence? Check. Giant swarming butterflies? Check. Happy clouds without a hint of rain? Check. Itchy lurex sweater? Check. Scary polyester psychedelic pants? Check. Creepola dead-in-the-eyes expression? Affirmative!

Run, little Chinese baby, run!

Thanks to Star Spangled Haggis for the link to this terrific and touching NYT story about three girls who were cribmates in China and remained friends once adopted in America.

We bonded with the other families on our trip to China, though the nearest family is an hour and a half away, unfortunately. But we've kept in touch by emails and blogs and cards, and look forward to the kids meeting again at cultural summer camps.

Jacob Sullum at Reason Online has an interesting piece on adoption from China. It's interesting because of its treatment of the political and social forces in China that leave kids in orphanages. It's also more than a little odd to this adoptive parent's ear.

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The celeb rumor of the week, reported withvarying degrees of seriousness, is that Britney Spears is adopting a child or children from China.Um, no. Let's not be too gullible, please.

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