It would be a curiosity to see how a clone of me would turn out in a different environment and a different set of circumstances. But a curiosity to watch to get an inside peek to see how much of who and what I am is nature versus nurture is not sufficient cause.
While I am alive I am not so sure how I would feel about turning a clone loose on the world for other people to bring up, I cannot tell you why, I guess it is just a sentimental attachment to myself and a quirky feeling that I would be casting myself away to the whims of whatever random breeze may waft by - even if it really was not myself but just a copy of myself.
So this leaves the option of me creating, taking responsibility for, and rearing my own clone. This will not do. Aside form the fun involved in creating a little half clone with a partner, I would not want him to occupy a space that could potentially be otherwise occupied by a traditional kid made (and loved by) mommy and daddy.
Perhaps if there was some tragic love story setting where I died and left a lovestruck and childless widow and she decided to create a clone to fill the space of a child we never had the opportunity to have. But the truth of the matter is post mortem, I am dead so no longer have any input or care, let the replicants of me roam the world, especially if I do die without any offspring.
My thoughts are muddled on the matter, which is why I suppose my post seems self contradictory on retrospect. I just am not willing to take the tresposibility to raise a clone of myself, it seems selfish, and I also do not want casting him off to whatever fate may bring to weigh on my conscience while I am alive (I suppose that is selfish too in a way?)