Where There's Life, There's Brute Reproductive Instinct

Since there are only six thousand million souls in the world, and since the Rapture is clearly close at hand, any failure to grant the opportunity of heavenly bliss to as many little angels as possible would obviously be an act of gratuitous cruelty. Hence the craze for test-tube sextuplets and so forth which graced the headlines of our tabloids and various other soap operas before God gave us asylum seekers. Now, it appears, there is the possibility of womb transplants which, in the words of the Press Association, "would give new hope to women unable to have children because they are born without a uterus or have had to have an emergency hysterectomy". A woman without children is, ipso facto, a woman without hope. Fortunately, this small but novel contribution to the population explosion could conceivably come to fruition in as little as two years' time so that, when the crash finally comes, there'll be all the more of us around to enjoy it.