PegLegs and Me

Once, while talking to my beautiful wife about the origins of life, I commented that if the sperm that made me was the best and fastest swimmer, how fucked up would the other millions have been? Now there’s a scary thought! Sorry, that was my last swear word in this piece. Okay, continuing with my train of thought … So, here I am and here you are. We’re alive for now – you in your small corner and I in mine – but we are not the same and we were not in control of our beginnings. We had no control about being born, where we were born, our gender, the pigmentation of our skin, colour of our hair or eyes, tall or short, bright or dim. Nor did we have control over being born rich or poor, the tribe to which we belong, the language we speak, the continent on which we drew our first breath, our lineage or genealogy, or even the religion which we were born into. No control whatsoever. We are who we are and there’s very little, if anything, that we can do to change these things. The othe...