Great inventions by great men? How about this:

ORDINARY MEN CREATE LIFE

This is an idea I wrote about some time ago. I reproduce it exactly as wrote it then.


I recently read, and not for the first time, a woman writer claiming that women were the "creators of life". An easy claim to make, and apparently an obviously correct one; after all, it is women who produce babies.

Except there is one little point about such a claim: it just isn't true.

A baby is created only when a man's sperm penetrates a woman's egg. So at the very least it must be recognised that men have a vital role to play. The sperm is just as important as the egg.

But now here is an interesting point: medical science tells us that a woman does not actually "produce" eggs. They are already inside her from the day she is born. She does not generate any additional eggs at all, at any time in her life. All the eggs a woman will ever have, are there from day one. She is born with them as surely as she is born with a head, legs and arms. She will not grow or produce so much as one extra egg as long as she lives, any more than she will grow an extra head or an extra leg.

Quite the contrary: during her life she will only lose eggs. Her body will steadily discard them until she is no longer capable of bearing children.

So much for women as "creators" of life. They do not create a damned thing. They actually destroy what they are born with.

Sperm however is a completely different matter. When a boy is born he does not have a single sperm in his body. But from puberty onwards he will generate sperm, and in vast quantities. Most men can and will carry on generating sperm within their own bodies for the rest of their lives. It is a process that has no natural end except with death.

It is amazing that such a vital process, the generation of sperm (spermatogenesis), has been so little investigated and is so poorly understood. For in any meaningful sense of the words, this is nothing less than the generation of life itself.

Consider. How do we define life? There are different opinions of course, but how about this:

A life form will have a defined and recognisable shape, with a definite inside and outside; it will be composed of soft tissue that is capable of changing; it has a specific purpose that it recognises and undertakes of its own volition; it is sensitive to its surroundings and reacts to them; it is capable of independent movement using its own resources, expending energy as it does so; it takes sustenance from its surroundings; it can exist outside of any parent's body and without any contact with it; it is capable of contributing to the reproduction of its own kind; and it can undergo a process that is recognisable as death.

How is that for a working definition of life? I think that any thing that satisfies all those criteria has a perfectly reasonable claim to be a living entity. If so, step forward what we must acknowledge is a true life form: the sperm.

If I am right and sperm has a fair claim to be a living entity in its own right, then we must acknowledge an inescapable conclusion: that the act of spermatogenesis that takes place inside the bodies of males, is nothing less than the creation of life itself.

Without a female in sight.

Note the complete contrast to the bodies of females, which do not generate anything in addition to what they are born with; in fact quite the contrary, as women's bodies steadily waste the reproductive material they inherited at birth.

We should not be misled by the fact that men generate sperm by the billions and trillions, and that over the course of time men have produced oceans of these creatures. The fact that they are so commonplace and easily produced should not diminish the miracle one iota. Men are creating life, minute by minute, day by day, week in week out, year in year out, all through their adult lives. But each new sperm is a new life and a new miracle. Over and over and over again do men achieve this.

So we should not be misled by any claims that it is women who create life. It is SPERM that create life, by sparking the otherwise inert and dependent female egg, that cannot survive or develop on its own, into reacting in a way that eventually forms a baby. It is simply that this miraculous reaction happens to take place inside the woman. But she is just the host to the reaction, not the creator of it. The growbag, not the seed. Egg and sperm must be joined, and that has to happen somewhere secure and protected; so it might as well be in a woman's body. But it doesn't have to be, and could just as well be anywhere else - and sometimes is, thanks to the development of modern science and medicine.

But when do we ever acknowledge, let alone celebrate, the astonishing achievement of spermatogenesis? Is it because it is happening on such a widespread scale, that we choose to take it for granted? Or because it is just men who do it, and we are not supposed to recognise anything of value in the male sex?

Let me tell you it is different around here. In this place, I recognise what it is that men do when they create this miracle. So let's hear it for the magnificent sperm, and for the magnificent creators of the life that sperm represent. That means MEN.

And would it not be a good idea for us to make more efforts to understand exactly how this male miracle is performed? ARE WE NOT WORTH IT?

I guess women "create" breast milk...

and they "milk" us for sperm, that's all we're good for according to you-know-who

Science aside, I find that pretty amusing considering most religions will concur that God is the creator of all life and that God is a man (must be something invented by the patriarchy to suppress women ). It's kind of ironic because nobody makes women appear more inferior then the feminists do as the scramble to invent increasingly ludicrous ways to prove they're superior.

you mean Im the creator of life?!....in my pants? Awesome!

I am god, muahahahaha, my children you are my army!.....


craziness aside, that was a enlightening post, congratz.

So that's why I get weighted down... all those half children in my undies.

Note to self: vacate half-child rooms tonight in preparation for the next generation of mini-marx's

Keep them warm in your undies under control, 'less you want to pay for them later.