The ShopRite supermarket in Easton, PA received a simple request. The store provides birthday cakes, as many major chain groceries do now, and the parents of a little three-year old boy wanted simply to buy a cake and have the tots name put on top.
You know, “Happy Birthday so-and-so.” Very simple, right? How much controversy could there be?
There was just one teeny, weeny, little problem for the store employee in the bakery section: the little tots name is Adolf Hitler Campbell.
These parents named their child after one of the worst human beings in the history of the planet. Perhaps the next will be Charles Manson Campbell?
Nope, because they actually already have two other children: two-year old JoyceLynn Arian Nation Campbell, and one-year old Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell. I mean, what happened there? Why not go right out and have the guts to call the kid Heinrich Himmler Campbell?
Seriously, some parents should have their heads examined. Parents name their kids for these goofy shock value reasons, never considering that the poor kid has to grow up and live with this name for the rest of their life.
That line of decency and normalcy has been pushed back and pushed back by our society, but there comes a time that you have to stand up and call an idiot an idiot, and these parents are quite simply idiots of the first magnitude.
The story got out in the Easton community, and a local newspaper interviewed the dear old dad of young Adolf. Dad’s response was to express idignance at society’s reaction: “People need to…start focusing on the future and forget the past” said dad Heath Campbell.
The guy even had the gall to invoke the Obama name as a defense: “There’s a new President, and he says its time for a change…a name’s a name, the kid isn’t going to grow up and do what he did“, said dad, meaning Adolf Hitler, not Barack Obama.
Maybe mom is normal, and dad is maneuvering all this, right? Try again. Mommy placed the order for the cake, and shopped around until she found a Wal-Mart that was willing to do it.
Daddy Campbell, of course of German ancestry, thinks we all just need to get over it. Well, I guess we don’t have much choice, dad. But as little Adolf grows up and his name gets out, I am betting that he has a much harder time getting over it. And that is your fault, Herr Campbell.