ruby sparks
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That's quite rich, given the posts you've made in this thread.
I'm not even going to ask what you're talking about. Bye. Have fun with the dodgy mind-reading.
That's quite rich, given the posts you've made in this thread.
That's quite rich, given the posts you've made in this thread.
I'm not even going to ask what you're talking about. Bye. Have fun with the dodgy mind reading.
One more thing regarding sense of humour. Saying that men are only necessary for insemination and then going on to construct futuristic fantasies involving that. That was genuinely funny. Either that or it's a case of asking 'what sort of person even thinks like that'? You, clearly. Go you.
One more thing regarding sense of humour. Saying that men are only necessary for insemination and then going on to construct futuristic fantasies involving that. That was genuinely funny. Either that or it's a case of asking 'what sort of person even thinks like that'? You, clearly. Go you.
So, funny tangent... My sister, who is a chef, once said something similar. Entertainingly, the men in the room got quite bent. She laughed at them and said, in her inimitable way, “You think I’m just being creepy funny. Look around you. Look at the menu.. The women we keep. They lay eggs, they give milk, they breed. They are useful in large numbers. The men? There are no men, we kill them young and eat them. Pullet, veal, lamb, calf - the world doesn’t need them to grow up.”
So, just sayin’, that was pretty funny.
Perhaps that’s why the men get so bent. They know it’s true.
One more thing regarding sense of humour. Saying that men are only necessary for insemination and then going on to construct futuristic fantasies involving that. That was genuinely funny. Either that or it's a case of asking 'what sort of person even thinks like that'? You, clearly. Go you.
So, funny tangent... My sister, who is a chef, once said something similar. Entertainingly, the men in the room got quite bent. She laughed at them and said, in her inimitable way, “You think I’m just being creepy funny. Look around you. Look at the menu.. The women we keep. They lay eggs, they give milk, they breed. They are useful in large numbers. The men? There are no men, we kill them young and eat them. Pullet, veal, lamb, calf - the world doesn’t need them to grow up.”
So, just sayin’, that was pretty funny.
Perhaps that’s why the men get so bent. They know it’s true.
We were talking about whih gender is needed most on a space colonizing ship, tho....
We were talking about whih gender is needed most on a space colonizing ship, tho....
Over in one corner sat Alice, a strong-minded 27-year-old who always said what she thought, regardless of how much it might hurt someone else. In the other corner was Sarah, a thirtysomething high-flier who would stand up for herself momentarily - then burst into tears and run for the ladies.
Their simmering fight lasted hours, egged on by spectators taking sides and fuelling the anger. Sometimes other girls would join in, either heckling aggressively or huddling defensively in the toilets. It might sound like a scene from a tawdry reality show such as Big Brother, but the truth is a little more prosaic: it was just a normal morning in my office.
The venomous women were supposedly the talented employees I had headhunted to achieve my utopian dream - a female- only company with happy, harmonious workers benefiting from an absence of men.
It was an idealistic vision swiftly shattered by the nightmare reality: constant bitchiness, surging hormones, unchecked emotion, attention-seeking and fashion rivalry so fierce it tore my staff apart.
Fashion was a great divider, though in this battlefield everyone was on their own. Hideously stereotypical and shallow as it sounds, clothes were a huge source of catty comments, from sly remarks about people looking over-dressed to the merits of their fake tan application.
I always felt sorry for anyone who naively showed off a new purchase in the office, because everyone would coo appreciatively to their face - then harshly criticise them as soon as they were out of earshot. This happened without exception.
My deputy, Sarah, the general manager, first showed how much style mattered when she advertised for an office assistant and refused to hire the best-qualified girl because she could not distinguish Missoni from Marc Jacobs. This girl would have been making tea and running errands. But I didn't challenge the decision not to hire her because I had a policy of picking my battles carefully.
The office was like a Milan catwalk, but with the competitiveness of a Miss World contest - and the low cunning of a mud-wrestling bout.
Quite a large number is needed to avoid inbreeding down the road. Eggs and sperm are selected to maximise genetic diversity.
We were talking about whih gender is needed most on a space colonizing ship, tho....
We were talking about whih gender is needed most on a space colonizing ship, tho....
Ok, but....unless the spacepersons are teenagers wearing short dresses and showing cleavage........is it an on-topic fantasy?
Just checking. Not saying we shouldn't segue there. Especially if you have pics.
Well, it would depend on the environmental conditions. If it's a fairly hot world, you would want light clothing for your colonists. Also, they should be teenagers for a long time since it's a massive waste of resources to send people all the way to an alien planet and develop the skills needed to survive there if they're just going to go and die of old age in a century or two and waste all the knowledge they've accumulated. You'd need either some serious life extension technology or the ability to transfer their brains into younger cloned organisms in order to make the expense of the trip viable.
You have a point. I admit this is off-topic.We were talking about whih gender is needed most on a space colonizing ship, tho....
Ok, but....unless the spacepersons are teenagers wearing short dresses and showing cleavage........is it an on-topic fantasy?
Just checking. Not saying we shouldn't segue there. Especially if you have pics.
You have a point. I admit this is off-topic.We were talking about whih gender is needed most on a space colonizing ship, tho....
Ok, but....unless the spacepersons are teenagers wearing short dresses and showing cleavage........is it an on-topic fantasy?
Just checking. Not saying we shouldn't segue there. Especially if you have pics.
I will leave he chef to the kitchen and the space ship to the scifi.
You have a point. I admit this is off-topic.
I will leave he chef to the kitchen and the space ship to the scifi.
I will offer my apologies for this seque from why girls dress the way they do to whether men are biologically necessary...
Well, if this article about an all female employee business is any indication, I think an all female intergenerational spaceship is likely doomed before it gets out of earth orbit.
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1168182/Catfights-handbags-tears-toilets-When-producer-launched-women-TV-company-thought-shed-kissed-goodbye-conflict-.html
Although, I will say to the credit of the ladies posting here that it does appear that women dress primarily for other women, and NOT for the pleasure of men:
Fashion was a great divider, though in this battlefield everyone was on their own. Hideously stereotypical and shallow as it sounds, clothes were a huge source of catty comments, from sly remarks about people looking over-dressed to the merits of their fake tan application.
I always felt sorry for anyone who naively showed off a new purchase in the office, because everyone would coo appreciatively to their face - then harshly criticise them as soon as they were out of earshot. This happened without exception.
My deputy, Sarah, the general manager, first showed how much style mattered when she advertised for an office assistant and refused to hire the best-qualified girl because she could not distinguish Missoni from Marc Jacobs. This girl would have been making tea and running errands. But I didn't challenge the decision not to hire her because I had a policy of picking my battles carefully.
The office was like a Milan catwalk, but with the competitiveness of a Miss World contest - and the low cunning of a mud-wrestling bout.
Quite a large number is needed to avoid inbreeding down the road. Eggs and sperm are selected to maximise genetic diversity.
But if you have that level of technology, you can just alter aspects of the DNA on hand to increase whatever factors of diversity would be most efficient for the colony. You don't need to limit yourself to the base characteristics you have on hand. Also, any issues you do end up having due to inbreeding can be edited out at the embryonic level and not be a thing to worry about.