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NONSENSE FEAR OF BEING CAUGHT IN A FEAR DIVIDE

I was trying to go through the daily paper while minimising the shaking produced by the uneven movement of the bus. It's a difficult process but you tend to master things with a little practice...that is specially so when a headline like this catches your imagination...

"Removing A Single Gene Turns Rodent Into Fearless Explorer, Top-Notch Team Finds"...
This discovery may well prove applicable to humans, the report added...

So in near future we can expect this revelation to lead us to some gene therapy that will put the word fear and its synonyms "no more in use", showing them way to "museum of words".

But that's not so simple; cells in the "left" hemisphere of my brain contradicted the "right". Just imagine, the therapy becoming a reality. No doubt it will be a costly affair, affordable only to the privileged ones of the society.

As a result in a few days there will be segregated between the "fearless rich" and "timid poor"...the chances of Marx's dream of "rule of a proletariat" will become even more distant, more distant than that of the pole star...

I was enjoying, playing with weird thoughts...smiled silently, observing my brainwaves entangled in a debate with some funny logic...

"Don't you think the researchers will have to get the approval of the governments to continue this type of studies on human beings?"

I tried to continue the string...

"There will be protests, demonstrations against such studies, making it difficult for the governments to allow these activities."

After running after "senses" for hours, days and months, at times non-senses can give you a good respite, at least till you reach office and start mingling with the developments (?) related to "Volcker Report", "Bird flu", "Abu Salem"...

Comments

Abaniko said…
That may lead to anarchy. For one, nobody will fear to break the law anymore. Punishment and death cease to be deterrents to crime.
Rita said…
Interesting post, indeed! :D Of course, I share Abaniko's thoughts about fear of breaking te law.
aklanta said…
Perhaps that's why every coin have two sides...
dove said…
I guess they'll try just about anything and everything.. regardless if it's breaking the law or hurting someone. Great post! :)

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