ABSTRACT
Two questions to begin this chapter with: How grown up are we? How far up the beanstalk is the human race, or at least the westernised parts of it? These are `big' questions to play with, to fall into reverie about, to begin this chapter with ± inane, maybe pretentious questions in some ways (considering they imply there is something we should be `aiming' for, in a `masculine', perfecting/transcending way). But, they are ones which seem a good place to start as they replicate a cri de coeur of the adolescent young woman or man as they stand in front of the mirror, watching their body change almost before their eyes, wondering: `How grown up am I?'; `Am I an adult yet?'
