The Intentions of the Confused
Have you noticed how some ideas will lend themselves more easily to certain people?

We've established in a previous entry that words are placeholders for thoughts.
"I can has cheezburger," and "Good sir, might I request from you a hamburger with a slice of cheese on it," communicate the same request and are both equally absurd when used in a public forum.

Words find themselves divided amongst certain groups.
A film critic does not sound like a fanboy, a sailor does not sound like a school girl, and Christopher Walken does not sound like a lolcat.

Words are very good at assembling and displaying for us the impossible:
Red is blue.
Kangaroos are brilliant cooks.
Pickles grow in space and when they are ripe they fall from the heavens into a field just outside of Linlithgow where they are collected by black dogs who only speak Esperanto, and if you ask them you'll find out that pickles are also blue.
Statements like these are known as lies.

The average human can pick up on a lie by applying their senses and experiences to whatever statement was made in order to determine whether or not that statement is dependable.
This is sometimes referred to as, common sense.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/21/us/21faith.html?_r=3&hp=&pagewanted=all

I don't think the intentions of the parents were malicious.
Chances are they believed they were doing the right thing.

"Le malheur est que, parfois, des souhaits s'accomplissent, afin que se perpétue le supplice de l'espérance." -Marguerite Yourcenar