For some reason, the left loves a good rousing round of glorifying childlessness and living a life of pure self-absorption. Interestingly, the older a woman on the left gets, the more outward she is about her love of not having any children.

Chelsea Handler, who I’m told is a comedian, decided to put out a short skit about her childless life of wonder and ease. The 47-year-old leftist paired up with The Daily Show to show off how she wakes up lazily in the morning, gets high and masturbates (she even flashes her vibrator for good measure), then sleeps for several more hours. This is before she puts on good-looking and expensive clothes before her video dives into silliness such as flying to Paris for a croissant, teleporting back home, then having sex with random men.

Just another day. pic.twitter.com/Bf4cdBqunG

— Chelsea Handler (@chelseahandler) February 10, 2023

The entire skit is supposed to be a knock on women who have kids. Handler, like many women who chose childlessness for selfish pursuits, is probably getting dosed with pictures of her friends and family having moments with their children. She’s consistently hearing about how having children makes life far more fulfilling and it’s not actually sitting well with her.

The one thing she does have is a lack of stress and an abundance of free time that every mom wishes they had. While every parent fantasizes about having both of those things, the vast majority wouldn’t trade their child in for it by a long shot.

It’s an understanding that parents have that makes Handler’s “joke” fall short and actually come off kind of sad. During the skit, Handler brags about the “weightlessness of my existence,” a phrase that, while true, is actually pitiable. She has no permanence in her life, including her love life which seems to involve emotionless physical contact and a vibrating machine. By the time she becomes too old for any of that, her weightless existence will become the heaviest thing she has to bear as her loveless life of selfish decisions results in no one being there for her that truly has any attachment.

She’ll sit in a room alone wishing someone would come through the door and no one will except attendants and assistants who are only there because they’re paid to be.

Meanwhile, the mom she mocked for not having her life will be surrounded by her children and grandchildren. She’ll make them little snacks to eat and they’ll draw her pictures with crayons that she’ll put on the fridge. Her home will be as full as her heart. She won’t envy Handler at all. In fact, she probably won’t even think about her, and in the event that she does, it will probably be with pity.

This life that feminism has told women for decades is full of fulfillment and wonder is an absolute lie, and Handler’s joke is actually a joke, just not the way she thinks it is. Handler chose to make herself the full center of her universe, and in the end, she only have herself.