Last week I told you what Luís Fernando Veríssimo wrote about men’s hopelessness and uselessness. Sooner or later, he wondered, there will be only transvestites, a sort of men in captivity. With such a gloomy future I suggested you guys asked your wife to stop throwing away her old dresses because you might need them.
Did you think that this was writer’s fantasy or Impertinências' bullshit? Not one bit. This is serious, believe me and if you don’t, ask Doctor Tomohiro Kono.
A mammal has been born without the need for a male at any stage, courtesy of Doctor Tomohiro Kono and his team at Tokyo University, with mice for the time being.
They call it a kind of parthenogenesis, meaning: you guys, from now on, you are nothing as fathers, because fathers are no more needed, at least for mice, for a while.
(A hopeless wannabbe father trying hard to father someone)
Já aqui contei a tese do Luís Fernando Veríssimo e não vou contar outra vez. Se imaginaram que a estória do travesti como o futuro do homem era imaginação, enganaram-se. Pais já foram - nos ratos, por agora.
O resto da treta podem ler no Summary. Nestes tempos de globalização, quem não consegue ler inglês de praia também não merece ter filhos.
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