In this episode Karl looks at having kids. He is kind of like me in the way that I really don’t want any children. I do but logic clearly dictates that they are more trouble than they are worth. I want the benefits but not the challenges and the challenges obviously outweigh the benefits.
I like kids like I like dogs. I prefer to spend time with other people’s kids and dogs. Then when I’m done, I can just go away. Of course I have not been spending time with other people’s kids either. I would love to but I don’t know anyone with kids. None of my friends have children. Not even nearby neighbors. I would love to just go out and play like I did when I was young.
My cousins have kids but they are far away and the children are girls. I have a hard time relating to girls. (Women too for that matter.) I can see why men want to have boys. It’s just more fun.
Karl assists with childbirth in Japan. He doesn’t do well. I don’t blame him. It’s a rather nasty thing.
Karl goes to Indonesia and plays with little barefoot kids. He gets his head painted and goes fishing. He doesn’t really get into it. I would have a great time and never want to leave.
He goes to Los Angeles to have a couple of actors pretend to be 5 year olds for a couple who want to experience having children. It’s weird but basically a good idea. Surely you could get real kids for that. Is it a child labor thing?They don’t have that problem in asia. Kids work.
There are times when I would like to have a son but I know it will never happen. I’m not too old at 45 but no younger woman would want me. I will never have children. My family bloodline ends with me. It’s a dead-end. I guess it’s OK. I don’t have a thing about that. There’s that thing where people believe that having children gives them immortality. I don’t think so. You still die and your kids are not you unless you can transplant your brain into their head. DNA has no value in immortality. It is a misconception. (huh).