I am not outraged by much. Only a bizarre situation involving, typically, a violation of the rights of others gets me going in the moral sense. I loathe inhumanity.

I am outraged by recent reports Broncos running back Travis Henry has been the sperm source for nine children by nine women, none of whom, apparently, he married. I see no place in Travis Henry's story for use of the words "man" or "father".

I am outraged this highly public figure holds himself up, intentionally or not, as such a disgusting example in ultimate irresponsibility. Though no supporter of the moral police, I believe by any fathomable standard moral code has been shattered by Travis Henry.

Does Travis Henry pay to keep roofs over the heads of his offspring and food on their tables? Does he pay for medical care, clothing, shoes, transportation, toiletries, holiday gifts, birthday parties, toys, dental care, health insurance, home furnishings, utilities, school supplies, entertainment, eye care, music lessons, dance lessons, or camps?

One could logically argue only a stupid person would produce nine children by nine different partners. I mean, come on. After the fourth or the third, the second or even the first, wouldn't a rational, thinking person get a clue? Isn't the production of nine children by nine partners proof of a loose screw?

No pun intended.

Maybe the production of nine children by nine partners is possible when a person possesses not a clue about much except the desire for sex. Maybe if a person fails to grasp even basic concepts about the basic needs of children concern for their welfare could be the furthest thing from mind during heat of passion, and even after they are born.

My hope is each of the nine women who has produced a child by Travis Henry soon gets good legal counsel. Heck, maybe the nine as a group could qualify as a class action suit.

My hope is Travis Henry will be court ordered to divide his annual earnings into ten equal piles at the end of each year. He should be allowed to keep one tenth of all he earns and each of his offspring should receive a one tenth share annually because money comes in handy when raising children. They are expensive.

If real justice were to be served in the matter of Travis Henry and his indiscriminate sperm distribution, he'd also be ordered to read nine bedtime stories, wipe nine noses, bandage nine boo-boos, chauffeur to nine music lessons, meet with nine teachers, help with nine homework assignments, tie nine shoelaces, blow up nine balloons, cook nine dinners, wash nine loads of clothes, sew on nine buttons, pack nine lunches, push nine swings, tuck in nine little bodies and worry about nine children. Every day.

Travis Henry has surely earned the shameful title "baby daddy", but he certainly will not earn the titles "man" or "father" until he learns one important fact of life. "Parent" is a verb.