You know those National Geographic documentaries with the 3D animation of how neurons behave, with the whooshing of electrical impulses across the central nervous system? Something like that ensued and suddenly I had a vision. No, not of me cradling a brood of babies (it’s surprising how many babies one can cradle at the same time in ones imagination), but of my mother saying - “See, doesn’t that feel amazing? Don’t you want some of that for yourself? Don’t you feel the urgency of your biological clock ticking? Have some babies, won’tcha?”
On society’s compulsion to procreate.
