Supersprogging
Apparently, the new Superman movie has a Superkid sub-plot with the apparent offspring of Clark Kent and Lois Lane. The “wacky kid” sequel cliché is irritating enough but I’m reminded of the classic Larry Niven essay “Man Of Steel, Woman Of Kleenex.” Sure enough, it’s online…
Granted that the poor oaf is not entirely sane. How could he be? He is an orphan, a refugee, and an alien. His homeland no longer exists in any form, save for gigatons upon gigatons of dangerous, prettily colored rocks.
As a child and young adult, Kal-El must have been hard put to find an adequate father-figure. What human could control his antisocial behavior? What human would dare try to punish him? His actual, highly social behavior during this period indicates an inhuman self-restraint.
What wonder if Superman drifted gradually into schizophrenia? Torn between his human and kryptonian identities, he chose to be both, keeping his split personalities rigidly separate. A psychotic desperation is evident in his defense of his “secret identity.”
But Superman’s sex problems are strictly physiological, and quite real.
The purpose of this article is to point out some medical drawbacks to being a kryptonian among human beings, and to suggest possible solutions. The kryptonian humanoid must not be allowed to go the way of the pterodactyl and the passenger pigeon.
UPDATE: Boing Boing was reminded of this essay too.