Trust me, babysitting is not my evoluntionary role in life.
Study reveals potential evolutionary role for same-sex attraction
One possible explanation is what evolutionary psychologists call the “kin selection hypothesis.” What that means is that homosexuality may convey an indirect benefit by enhancing the survival prospects of close relatives. Specifically, the theory holds that homosexual men might enhance their own genetic prospects by being “helpers in the nest.”
Physorg.com
That’s one theory, because this one sort of went out the window when they selected the Pacific Island of Samoa to look at a group of “effeminate” men who primarily had other male sexual partners, and were considered a third gender. This isn’t the part that threw me; it was when they were deemed “Super Uncles” to the family’s nieces and nephews.
It pains me to say this, but I’m only starting to like my niece now that she’s getting older. If this puts it into context at all, I’d take her any day as a Hannah Montanna-loving tween, over one day of her younger days.
I think it was a few years ago when I had gone down to visit at my mother’s cabin had in Manitoba when I made this discovery. The very first day my niece hit me in the face with her “boogyboard.” You’ve probably seen one at the beach, it’s that white floatation device formed into a small surf board-like shape.
For the next week it was anything to get attention when it was not on her. At the table with my father, and others, conversation was routinely interrupted by big flatulent sounding noises that were indeed the results of her squeezing as hard as she could for the most dramatic effect.
I left that trip with a feeling completely opposite of the expectations of bonding I had originally anticipated upon arrival.
Differing from this evolutional theory of “nest keepers”, I believe our evolutionary role has been to provide a much better world for the straight folks to conceive, give birth, and raise children. Without us, populations within the western world would have certainly plummeted.
Who do you think decorated that five-star hotel room my mother got knocked up in? Who would have done her make up and hair, not to mention her clothes?
I can’t imagine what Versailles would have turned out to look like if there weren’t a gay or two around. And I mean, just look at what they were wearing at that time, come on.
This not to mention the countless lives that were saved during those far back days. A bored King is not a good thing to have, and who else would have produced those royal operas, galas, costumes, wigs and sets? They catered, even way back when.
Even in modern times, who else would entertain those poor desperate lonely stay-at-home moms on City Line, or stage their house to potentially go on the market.
Our evolutionary role to me has been to be the Eveready Energizer Bunnies (you did notice the pink didn’t you?) that keeps on ticking now matter what happens. We just keep on decorating, doing make-up, serving your meals, composing your Broadway tunes, entertaining, set making, designing.
We may be going through a difficult recession. But think of how disastrous is was we weren’t around to distract you all with all the comforts we provide.
That’s my theory, and I’m sticking to it. I much rather do your make-up than babysit my niece thank you very much.
