Because it's never ever going to come up as a real qotw
and because I have had mix tapes made for me, they were lovely but utterly uneventful as no one got into my pants...plus the fact that it'd be a crap qotw as it's so, um, specific:

EUGENICS!

Have you had a brush with the Eugenics movement? Did someone want to breed with you purely so they could perpetuate their own uber-genes? Were they deluded? Or were you the misguided breeder? Have you now in fact got your own small army of evil, superintelligent clones whom you are just about to unleash on the world to cause mayhem, New World Order, and a wailing and a gnashing of teeth?

tell us your story


And so follows the story of how 'I' was cheated out of being born in the 60s as an uber-child.

Many of you I'm sure will have read Aldous Huxley's 1932 novel 'Brave New World'. It depicts a dystopian London of the future where technology has replaced religion and instead of being born, babies are hatched in factory production lines and are bred differently according to social class. Clumsy summary, but then the book is also a little clumsy (blasphemy!) but it can be forgiven - it was 1932, after all. What the book and its legacy hide is an interesting footnote to the wider Huxley family. They were deeply, deeply involved in the Eugenics movement in the UK. With the onset of war and in the postwar period, Eugenics was especially horrifying to the public because of the overtones of Hitler's ubermensch and his systematic extermination of disabled children and inferior races. But the movement carried on quietly, seeking to create a truly superior breeding stock. This, naturally, consisted of the members of the Eugenics society who were the most intelligent and enlightened of society.

Fast forward to the early 60s. My mum has just got her first serious girlfriend - serious to the extent that her girlfriend ran away from her abusive husband with their young daughter to be with her. This was of course, quite distressing for the child, but she soon settled down and they looked forward to having a perfect lesbian relationship based on love and mutual understanding, because only men were ever abusive and they caused all the world's problems (this was the official line of the radical feminist lesbians - it meant that when my mum got trapped in an abusive LESBIAN relationship, no one believed her and she was ostracised). It was therefore, they both agreed, a wonderful time for my mum to have a child of her own. Then the two children could grow up together as sisters (because the child would be a girl, naturally!). And so my mum somehow got mixed up in the Eugenics movement. She didn't believe in it, but it was a good way to find a willing sperm donor in these early days without having to resort to having a one night stand to get pregnant as quite a few did back then. One of the Huxleys was all lined up to be the donor, and my mum would finally get a child.

It was not to be - things started to turn nasty. Outraged that his wife had run off with another woman and taken their daughter, the husband threatened legal action and set a private detective on the couple. He was mainly looking for signs of neglect of the little girl, but he harrassed them, the husband sent threats and they were taken to court. The relationship because increasingly strained, and they eventually broke up. The wife didn't go back to her husband. She remained a liberated lesbian and subsequently was one of the leading lights of the Radical movement.

Fast forward to the 21st Century. A couple of years ago there was a documentary on TV called "Lefties - Angry Wimmin" all about the Radical Feminist movement - and guess what, the former wife, my mum's ex was on it! She began talking about how she chose her surname so that she wouldn't be shackled by her former husband's name.

"Well, my partner and I were hippies at the time..."

My mother indignantly shouts at the telly

"We were NOT!"


(and that ladies and gentlemen, is how I was cheated out of uber status and am now merely a lowly 80's created test tube baby from 100% gay stock - I must take after my father!)

*Edit - because of some cretins, I must point out that this is not me coming out as being gay, because I am a woman, hence if I take after my father (who is gay) it means I LIKE GUYS. Sheesh. Also, the first bit does explain why I've posted a random story. This edit is a little extraneous, but just felt peeved by the "Ooh, why do all you b3tans come out on qotw?! I'm not gay!" End rant.
( Hampster Squared has stuff at www.tilla.co.uk, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 15:04, 1 reply)

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This is by far the most interesting post here.
(Cuthbert Annihilator, Sun 10 Feb 2008, 23:53, closed)