A cliche redacted, apparently, from public thought by the NHS: the human baby, comparative to many non-domesticated mammals, is too large for the birth canal. Explanations in abundance. A fair guess notes dietary habits, obsessions nurturing styles of pregnancy that exaggerate adaptations to vulnerabilities - all doubtlessly occassioned of evolutionary progression by mere survival of babies qua birthcanals and variations thereof.
So I'm told that mothers with "low weight" post-gestation pregnancies are placed under extraordinary stress of punitive action for non-compliance in regime that can decide on premature delivery - on that the premise, quelle surprise, the child's heartrate will be erratic. Probably cohorts of data pronounce even a natural birth after such attentions results in a child unmanageable in the brave new world, unlike the careers of eminent specialists in healthcare.
At this point I point you in the direction of Arrival Of The Fittest by Andreas Wagner. A better understatement regarding BigPharma, GMos, isn't available to the luckily literate.
Talk about the weather. The gaseous composition of the atmosphere, chemical content of waterborne pollutants, fluctuates more erratically, with greater novelty, in our time than even of the recent few decades, never mind the greater past. The 2nd Law of Thermodynamics - which, though applied to everything, only matches gaseous related actions - and entropy (computational activity for ease of thought) dictates huge libraries of historical record will not assist weather forecasting. Heaven help the MoD with it's Met Office, we may pray. Yet as fracking destroys water resources, inflicts cancers and other disabilities, the MoD can assure the governing that a Rwandan response is unnecessary because we have the NHS (and better yet put it the hands of Corporate conductors, link Volkswagen with Monsanto - You can be sure of Shell...)
Straw Dogs by John N Gray, and his reading of EO Wilson, has aided this agitation.
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