Apparently everybody in the world decided to have a baby in the last year. This couldn't possibly have anything to do with the fact that I've hit a certain age. No way. Seriously, though, within my close family, there have been five pregnancies. That means that these little ones will all grow up together, with roughly the same set of cultural references. They'll be hip to all the same technologies, and they'll never use words like "hip" in the way I just did.
At the hospital for the city where I live, they were talking about how fourteen of the nursing ward staff have had babies in the last year. They all took a picture together in the paper. It makes me wonder if we're creating a baby boom of our own, and if so, why? Times aren't particularly prosperous for a lot of people, and there doesn't seem to be any major global movements like after the second world war, when most of our parents were born. I may be making babies out of molehills here, but it seems like something's up. I wish I was a more diligent conspiracy theorizer, because I've got all kinds of partial, anecdotal evidence to support my half-baked claim. It must be the Mayan calendar... No, wait, indigo children. Yeah, that's probably lit.
I was reading today about the Hundredth Monkey experiment, where a researcher named Lyall Watson was giving a population of monkeys sweet potatoes on this one island near Japan. Eventually one of the monkeys figured out that it could wash the sand off the sweet potatoes, and it started to teach it to some of the other monkeys. Then, after some critical threshold had been crossed, all the rest of the monkeys seemed to just spontaneously know the behaviour, even the ones that hadn't been taught. What was really weird was that monkeys on other islands also spontaneously learned that behaviour. They hit a sweet-potato consciousness point, and like magic they all started doing the same thing.
So maybe that's what's happened with all of these little monkeys on the way. Yeah, that's probably it.
At the hospital for the city where I live, they were talking about how fourteen of the nursing ward staff have had babies in the last year. They all took a picture together in the paper. It makes me wonder if we're creating a baby boom of our own, and if so, why? Times aren't particularly prosperous for a lot of people, and there doesn't seem to be any major global movements like after the second world war, when most of our parents were born. I may be making babies out of molehills here, but it seems like something's up. I wish I was a more diligent conspiracy theorizer, because I've got all kinds of partial, anecdotal evidence to support my half-baked claim. It must be the Mayan calendar... No, wait, indigo children. Yeah, that's probably lit.
I was reading today about the Hundredth Monkey experiment, where a researcher named Lyall Watson was giving a population of monkeys sweet potatoes on this one island near Japan. Eventually one of the monkeys figured out that it could wash the sand off the sweet potatoes, and it started to teach it to some of the other monkeys. Then, after some critical threshold had been crossed, all the rest of the monkeys seemed to just spontaneously know the behaviour, even the ones that hadn't been taught. What was really weird was that monkeys on other islands also spontaneously learned that behaviour. They hit a sweet-potato consciousness point, and like magic they all started doing the same thing.
So maybe that's what's happened with all of these little monkeys on the way. Yeah, that's probably it.
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