I don't buy that it's pleasant to grow up in herd
I dunno. People always used to make comments to my family regarding that (and again, there were only 6 of us, which is a far cry from 20, but it was still enough to make people think we were a herd of indistinguishable bodies, apparently!). It never made sense to me. Adding another baby to the family was never mundane or routine, because it wasn't just an interchangeable warm body round the kitchen table - it was a new individual person, with new quirks and looks and habits, and we all recognised that as kids. When Mum told us she was expecting her seventh baby we were thrilled, not "here we go again", and when that baby died (miscarriage) we were very sad. It wasn't just "a" baby, it was OUR baby.
People would make jokes like "I bet you'd never notice one or two missing", but whenever someone was away, it made a HUGE difference and the family felt incomplete. I've talked to other people from big families who feel the same way. More people in a family doesn't translate to a bland schoolbusful of clones: it's more like adding to an awesome ensemble cast. (Firefly wouldn't have been nearly as awesome with only four main cast members!)
I dunno: I guess I find the term "herd" offensive. ("Litters" too, which I've often heard applied to multiple births.) Children aren't cows; nor is it the same dynamic as, say, a class full of students at school. I'm not sure it's possible to understand without being in a large family (unless maybe you have a really large extended family with tons of cousins? Maybe? I don't, so I'm not sure how that dynamic works, but it might be similar.)
Plus, of course, if you're child number 15, you can't really complain about your parents having a lot of kids without wishing yourself out of existence. :p You can complain about the way you were treated, if you feel your parents "mass-produced" kids without viewing them as individuals and giving them sufficient education, clothing, food, attention, enrichment etc, but to complain about existing seems kinda petty. :p
"Jinger" makes me actually cringe.
Oh my, yes. It doesn't help that "ginger" is used as an insult half the time these days, either. Or it is meant to rhyme with "wringer"?
ETA: Just remembered an article I read awhile back - I think when they had their last-but-one baby. They interviewed the Duggar dad just after his wife had given birth - like, they were still in the hospital - and one of his first comments was "We're very happy; we'd love to have more."
That really irked me. He had JUST HAD a baby, and he couldn't stop and enjoy it because he was busy assuring the press that they weren't done? It just smacked of publicity-seeking to me, or pushing their beliefs rather too forcefully, or... something. It seemed crass. It was like he was trying not to ruin the "married for X years, with X children" streak, because heaven forbid the years outnumbered the progeny; or something like that. I found it offputting, to say the least. And if they define themselves as "the people that keep having babies", what will happen to their sense of self (senses of selves? senses of self?) when Michelle finally hits menopause and can't have any more kids?