Ah, Elon Musk—the visionary, the genius, the man who revolutionized transportation, space travel, and, apparently, fatherhood without any of that messy human contact. While mere mortals rely on the outdated practice of sex to reproduce, Musk, ever the innovator, has opted for a more sterile, sci-fi approach, outsourcing the whole “touching women” part to science. After one brief encounter with nature’s traditional method, he seemingly decided that the human body was an inefficient, biological relic best left to the past—like combustion engines or sleep.
Why engage in such primitive activities when technology can do the job with precision and without the inconvenience of emotional entanglements? Clearly, his love for AI and automation extends beyond Tesla’s self-driving cars and straight into his reproductive strategy. One can only imagine him reviewing an embryo selection spreadsheet, making sure his offspring are optimized for maximum intelligence and minimum maternal attachment.
With a personal life curated like a SpaceX launch sequence, he has successfully engineered a future where human interaction is as obsolete as Facebook’s Metaverse or Tesla’s future. At this point, it’s a miracle he hasn’t developed a neural interface that allows his sperm to be uploaded directly to a bioprinting lab. The man builds rockets to escape Earth, but his true achievement may be escaping sex altogether.
