Why We Do It
Posted: 2005-01-14 12:45
I am back into this world.
That how it feels to come to work in regular hours, instead of taking half days off to take turns with my spouse to tend my sick baby. That is how it feels to do my job without the daily negotiations, the apologic tones, the excuse me’s, the i-really appreciate-this’s. Today the sun is shining on this windy city. Today the icy gale feels refreshing. As the bus takes its time along the frozen lake shore drive, I managed to finish the book “why we do it”.
The book catches me with its subtitle --rethinking sex and the selfish gene. For I am just tired of those molecular biologist gone preacher who gave other serious biologist a bad name. I hoped the author, a paleontologist (someone who study life existing in prehistoric or geologic times), can set some record straight. Is evolution guided by the survival of the fittest, of the luckiest, of the crookest, or is it simply a record of survival of the survivor?
The book turned out to be badly written, to say the least. The author tried so hard to fight the “widely promoted myth that human beings are the prisoners of their own genes, guided in all by the urge to reproduce”, as if this is more a morality challenge than a scientific dispute. The author mingled sociological and culture forces besides science to discuss his main question: do organisms live to reproduce or do they reproduce to live.
But wait, I can’t review this book today. Today I am a bit confused.
Do we groom and work to gain society recognition, and ultimately gain a good spouse and healthy offspring; or do we have good healthy spouse and children so that we can groom and go out to work to gain this society’s recognition? I got confused.
That how it feels to come to work in regular hours, instead of taking half days off to take turns with my spouse to tend my sick baby. That is how it feels to do my job without the daily negotiations, the apologic tones, the excuse me’s, the i-really appreciate-this’s. Today the sun is shining on this windy city. Today the icy gale feels refreshing. As the bus takes its time along the frozen lake shore drive, I managed to finish the book “why we do it”.
The book catches me with its subtitle --rethinking sex and the selfish gene. For I am just tired of those molecular biologist gone preacher who gave other serious biologist a bad name. I hoped the author, a paleontologist (someone who study life existing in prehistoric or geologic times), can set some record straight. Is evolution guided by the survival of the fittest, of the luckiest, of the crookest, or is it simply a record of survival of the survivor?
The book turned out to be badly written, to say the least. The author tried so hard to fight the “widely promoted myth that human beings are the prisoners of their own genes, guided in all by the urge to reproduce”, as if this is more a morality challenge than a scientific dispute. The author mingled sociological and culture forces besides science to discuss his main question: do organisms live to reproduce or do they reproduce to live.
But wait, I can’t review this book today. Today I am a bit confused.
Do we groom and work to gain society recognition, and ultimately gain a good spouse and healthy offspring; or do we have good healthy spouse and children so that we can groom and go out to work to gain this society’s recognition? I got confused.