Birth Patrol

Paul J. Cella III on the Fears of Those Who Worship the Means but Hate the Ends

On the way home from work some time ago, I found myself idling behind a car featuring a bumper sticker pithy and imperious, but mostly revealing, that instantly aroused my contempt. It read: “Stop breeding.” Now such a directive is simply dishonest, for the only way to really accomplish it is by something undreamed of by its promoter. We are unlikely to see a bumper sticker declaring, with subversive relish, “Stop having sex,” or be implored by some lurid billboard, “Celibacy now!” Even “Chastity now” would be a thing to be remarked.