On Wednesday night, Jimmy Kimmel transformed his late-night monologue into a relentless roast of Elon Musk, dismantling the billionaire’s now-infamous “baby legion” plan with a mix of cutting humor, absurd analogies, and one unforgettable nickname: “Sex Luther.” The nickname, a pun that playfully likens Musk to a libido-obsessed version of Superman’s nemesis, Lex Luthor, wasn’t just a joke—it encapsulated the surreal, power-driven nature of Musk’s growing obsession with repopulation.
The target of Kimmel’s monologue was an explosive investigative report published by The Wall Street Journal, which alleged that Musk is on a personal mission to father as many children as possible, using his wealth, influence, and even his own social media platform to recruit women, make them mothers of “mini-Musks,” and then silence them with multimillion-dollar non-disclosure agreements. Kimmel didn’t miss a beat.
“The Wall Street Journal, of all places, published a bonkers account of Musk’s efforts to seed the world in his own image,” he announced, clearly amused and baffled in equal measure. He described Musk’s alleged baby-making crusade as a “harem of baby mamas”—a phrase that, once said, felt like it perfectly summed up the dystopian blend of tech ambition and personal indulgence that the report implied.
Kimmel was merciless in mocking both the absurdity and the ego of the plan. “Who said romance is dead?” he quipped after detailing how Musk allegedly uses legal contracts and large sums of money to keep his growing brood of mothers silent. He continued, “It is believed Elon has fathered at least 14 children,” adding with biting irony that “many of them may have only met him once.”
As images of a shirtless Musk on a beach flashed across the screen, Kimmel couldn’t resist: “Based on this photograph, he may have given birth to them, too. He’s probably carrying a few around in his pouch like a kangaroo.”
The audience erupted in laughter—not just at the visual joke, but at the complete absurdity of a billionaire tech mogul turning his personal life into what sounds more like the plot of a sci-fi farce than reality.
According to the Wall Street Journal, multiple sources close to Musk confirmed that there could be even more children than currently acknowledged. Kimmel riffed on this idea by comparing Musk to a hybrid of cinematic monsters: “You’ve heard of Alien vs. Predator? Elon might be both of them.”
But beyond the jokes, there was something Kimmel was trying to unravel—Musk’s motivation. The late-night host cited Musk’s longstanding public statements that declining birthrates pose a greater threat to humanity than even climate change.
It’s an idea Musk has tweeted about, spoken about at summits, and appears to be acting on—if not through policy or philanthropy, then quite literally through his own reproductive capacity.
Still, Kimmel was unconvinced. “I’m not sure what planet Elon lives on,” he said. “This one seems full to me.” With the tone of someone stuck in LA traffic one too many times, he added, “Ever try to get out of the parking lot at Dodger Stadium? I think we’re good on people.”
But perhaps the most damning moment of the night came when Kimmel quoted a line from the WSJ article, allegedly sent by Musk in a text to one of the women pregnant with his child:
“To reach legion-level before the apocalypse, we will need to use surrogates.”
“He even texts like a supervillain,” Kimmel exclaimed, before landing the final punchline:
“He’s Sex Luther.”
The nickname struck a chord—not just because it was funny, but because it captured something darker and more profound. Musk, in this narrative, isn’t just having kids.
He’s designing a legacy, managing a secretive empire of mothers, and pushing forward a post-apocalyptic vision that feels closer to comic book fiction than real-world parenthood. The idea of a man so obsessed with controlling the future that he tries to genetically populate it himself, while silencing the women involved, is chilling—and Kimmel knew it.
He kept the mood light, as comedians do, but the subtext was clear: this isn’t just bizarre—it’s disturbing. And while Musk may frame his actions as heroic (“saving humanity”), the means—secrecy, NDAs, coercion, and detachment—paint a different story entirely.
Kimmel wrapped up the segment with a final jab that pulled politics into the punchline:
“It is kind of sweet, I guess. Elon loves babies. I mean, he spent $300 million to get one elected president.”
That line was met with laughter and applause, but also a moment of recognition. Musk’s influence isn’t limited to his children. He has ties to world leaders, political movements, and policies that shape lives far beyond his own personal drama.
When someone like that starts recruiting women for a “baby legion,” it’s more than tabloid fodder. It’s a glimpse into the mind of a man who may very well believe he’s humanity’s last hope—and has the money to act on it.
In the end, Kimmel’s roast of Musk wasn’t just a joke—it was a warning. A reminder that when billionaires behave like sci-fi villains, the consequences might be a lot less funny in the long run.
For now, though, the world can at least laugh while it processes the surreal image of “Sex Luther” texting about surrogates before the apocalypse.
But somewhere in the background, far from the stage lights and studio laughter, Musk is likely planning his next move—one child, one clause, one legacy at a time.