The Discovery of Fatherhood
There must have been a time, thousands – and probably tens of thousands – of years ago when ancient peoples did not understand the connection between sexual intercourse and birth. A gestation period of nine months was just too long for our distant ancestors to have made the link.
At that time, women would have seemed especially mysterious and miraculous, swelling up and giving birth on no apparent rhythm and for no apparent reason.
But then, at some point, the link would have been made and this would surely have been a major intellectual, social, psychological and even political breakthrough, transforming ideas about family structure, kinship, ancestors, community, heredity, the very purpose of sex.
If, after reading the argument, you have any constructive thoughts, pro or con, do let me know.READ AND RESPOND
Echoes from the Jungle
Marcus (later Sir Marcus) Oliphant was professor of physics at Birmingham University, which included among its distinguished achievements the invention of radar and the crucial equations which showed exactly how much (or how little) uranium was needed to make an atomic bomb, the calculations which brought the Manhattan Project into the realm of the feasible. Later he returned to his native Australia where he helped found the Australian National University at Canberra and where he was involved in the construction of a particle accelerator which never worked and was eventually abandoned. This expensive fiasco became known in Australian academic circles as 'The White Oliphant'.
Sorry, I forgot where I read this.
During World War II, physicists working on the development of the atomic bomb were naturally well aware of the grim context of their activities and tried to lighten their load with some macabre word games. One was to imagine what the the last words of each of their number might be. One individual in particular gave them a problem - Egon Bretscher. He was notably pessimistic about his health and no one could think how to turn this into his last words. Then, one day, he provided the answer himself. He arrived at the Cambridge lab and observed, 'I don't know what's wrong with me today. I feel so well.'
Rudolf Peierls, Bird of Passage, Princeton University Press, 1985.