Why Sex Is Necessary: Evolutionary Biologists Explain
By NICHOLAS WADE
It is hard to
see why economics is called the dismal science when the title is so much
better deserved
by evolutionary
biology.
For biologists, the human
race is being loaded down with bad mutations, the more so as medical
advances thwart the scythe
of natural selection from culling the weak.
Another thing that bugs biologists
is sex. Like James Thurber, they have
long asked why it is necessary.
Yeah, babies, but you could make them
much more easily by parthenogenesis
-- virgin birth -- the mode of
procreation favored by stick
insects and other sensible creatures.
When it comes to sexual intercourse,
the biologists stand foursquare
with Lord Chesterfield,
who advised his son that "the pleasure is
momentary, the position
ridiculous and the expense damnable."
The biologists' two interests,
doom and sex, have intersected in a new
report that shows there
is indeed a purpose to sex: to sweep away the
bad mutations that would
otherwise drag us toward terminal
degeneracy.
Two British biologists, Adam
Eyre-Walker and Peter Keightley, came
up with an ingenious way
of estimating the number of bad mutations that
have flowed in and out of
the human genome during the 6 million years since we and chimpanzees
stopped calling each other
cousins. They found that at least 1.6 and probably 3 mutations per person
must have been eliminated
in each generation.
This is an amazing number
when you consider that a mutation can only disappear through a "genetic
death" -- when its owner,
or child or grandchild, dies without progeny.
"That implies three genetic
deaths per person!" said population geneticist James Crow of the University
of Wisconsin in a commentary
on the new study. "Why aren't we extinct?"
Evidently we manage to beat
the odds somehow or other. Last week Service Corporation International,
a major operator of funeral
homes and cemeteries, forecast meager earnings because of reduced
mortality rates, a grim
outlook that resulted in a 44 percent tumble in its stock price.
What magic draught cleanses us of bad mutations without demanding one life for each?
Now you begin to see how
sex works. If we bred like stick insects, our children would have the exact
same faults as their parents,
knowledge of which would destroy all respect between generations.
In sex, however, life's biggest
non-regulated lottery, one's genes first get shuffled among themselves
and
a random assortment is then
cut into someone else's deck. Bad mutations get left on the cutting room
floor, or if they combine
in a fetus, their synergistic effect will probably cause a speedy death,
eliminating many mutations
at once.
The fact is, the gamble of
sex beats death. By not acting like stick insects, we escape extinction.
Maybe
those evolutionary biologists
aren't such dismal killjoys after all.