We all come from seed, sperm and egg. And then there are seedy people of which no one admits to being, scattering their seeds to the four winds with impunity. Procreation seems to be a human imperative, as if spreading your seed secures a measure of immortality. Only people are so arrogant, and any assumption concerning such immortality is thoughtless speculation. With seven billion people in the world, where/how could we be so wrong? Where is the necessary respect and consideration for life if not with ones propensity to scatter seed? Go figure!