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Freedom From Clock

Many of us have seen women past a certain age make poor (even irrational) choices in as far as selecting a partner to have a child with. The ticking biological clock reaches a crescendo in their lives and they figure it was now or never as far as motherhood. Once that wish is fulfilled and their sanity restored, they are left wondering about who they have partnered for life with and why.

To have a limited set of resources be fully depleted in less than four decades of a her life is possibly the single biggest inequality that a woman has to contend with as she goes through relationships. The men are not similarly constrained and in as such enjoy far higher degrees of freedom. If this study reported in the Washington Post turns out to be for real, that may change that forever.

Scientists have produced strong new evidence challenging one of the most fundamental assumptions in biology: that female mammals, including women, are born with all the eggs they will ever have.

Motherhood without an expiration date will give women the biological parity with men which they have never had before and this should enable then to achieve true equality in their partnerships.

Comments

Priyamvada_K said…
True as far as equality is concerned. But purely from the point-of-view of survival of the offspring, the better thing would be to discover some kind of biological clock for men (I remember reading somewhere that after 40, the quality of sperm declines).

If people FINALLY decide to settle down and have kids at age 60, the number of children losing at least one parent early is going to be high. Even otherwise older parents won't have the kind of energy the kid needs.

Priya.

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