A friend of mine and I were having a discussion, which somehow digressed to him claiming that getting married and having kids is a goal in his life.
But his reasoning is amusing: He is confident that his progeny would be superior to others. He is confident that his genes and his fatherly training can create a whole breed of super-intelligent humans. Self-confidence is a virtue of a first-year grad student.
I’ll digress: hundreds of years ago, intelligence was a necessity for survival. Those were the times of the survival of the fittest, and so the fittest — the most intelligent — survived. That’s why man has evolved to be intelligent.
Unfortunately we’ve hit a peak. And the reason is probably grad school. If you’re in grad school you’re unlikely to have progeny. Worse, if you do get married: it’ll probably be to the last woman standing: the last woman still single at the end of your half-a-decade at grad school. We’re now talking of the possibility of your kids getting the not-so-pretty woman’s (oh, your lovely wife) genes. We’re talking of a whole breed of even worse-looking grad students. The cycle continues. Your breed degrades. It won’t be long before they’re completely extinct.
I, for one, am not excited by the idea of multiple copies of me polluting the planet.
(P.S. Maybe “intelligence” evolves to mean: not joining grad school.)