[Redbook5:300-301][19880816:2045b]{Angelic
Innocence [continued]}[16th
August 1988]
19880816.2045
[continued]
I
am an old hand at sex – perhaps I had better rephrase that: I am
experienced at biological reproduction, having been more than once
involved in both the beginning and the end of the physiological
process. Reproduction from beginning to end is an enjoyable,*
addictive and thoroughly messy process, and I love it. If we had
someone else to look after the babies – if I was able to be
polygamous, say, and could afford a large house and lifestyle – I
should probably go on fathering children very happily until old age
put a stop in [sic]
it. And I should, I think, if the present is any guide to the
hypothetical, love all my children** to bits, the boys no less than
the girls, and each one with a particular
love responsive to his or her own particular quality. And my
daughters, as they passed through that transient Angelic state in the
few years before pubescence, I should doubtless worship and scold,
and worry myself sick in their adolescence, and give them away
emotionally on their marriages, and then love all my grandchildren as
dearly….
Boys,
I think, in late pre-pubescence also share some of that Angelic
quality; but I believe it to be generally more dynamic, more focussed
and willed, and thus perhaps slightly less graceful and free. Even
at this age, the different biological and social roles of the sexes
cast a shadow before them. Many would disagree with me, of course;
and the division of opinion would not be by gender.
*[not,
of course, having been obliged personally to give birth]
**&
my wives!
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