You remember your high school biology? I remember that cutesy Miss
(It was Miss wasn’t it?) Tichy called one-celled animals wee beasties. And I
guess I remembered blastula, though I may have had that reinforced through
college zoology. But speaking of one celled animals, I always assumed that they
were alive, and I always assumed that they kept their own little lives when they
became parts of our body, and that’s why I thought a sperm and an egg were also
alive even though they have half the chromosomes.
Well this all comes up in the abortion argument where people aren’t
really interested in the science unless it helps their side, and we have been
away from politics for maybe a week now, and I don’t want to go there
now.
It’s none of my business since I am not religious, but I always
wondered if you died of senility and went to heaven would you be senile there?
Do They just pick the you at the height of your abilities? And you run across
these peoples who have had these terrible strokes and are just babbling or
whatever and don’t even realize they can’t walk, and I think if I had a stroke
like that would that still be me, how could it be?
There is that story by Kurt Vonnegut where the physically fit have
to wear shoes with weights on them and the good looking have to wear masks, and
the really smart have to, I don’t remember, drink a bottle of vodka a day. What
if God (and you know I don’t really mean God) let us take a vote, should people
all be born equally strong, smart, and good-looking? Would we all be just
average? Maybe we would all be very strong, smart, and good-looking, but
wouldn’t that be average then?
Maybe I would, seems like it would only be fair. If God, was
pulling souls out of that egg carton and he put one in a sickly, ugly, stupid
body, and another in a strong, good-looking, smart body, does that seem fair?
What if He switches them? What if He shuffles them so that random chance
determines which soul goes in which body? But wait a minute, He is God, how can
there be any random?
I don’t think we ever examined that concept of fairness enough. If
I had two sons and I sent one to college and made the other work in the fields,
that guy would think it is unfair. Of course I don’t have two sons, but I do
have two cats, and Buddy is bigger than Sweetie and when he chooses to shove his
weight around and get the best perch or first spot at the food dish, she doesn’t
make a fuss. Well he’s bigger, that’s just the way it is. What is it about
humans that makes us concerned with fairness?
Of course it’s very politically incorrect for a liberal like me to
say anything bad about Indians. Actually I’m not even supposed to call them
Indians, but I saw in a movie made by Indians that they would rather be called
Indians then Native Americans, which is such an awkward, artificial name. But I
don’t know near as many as you do. Do your local Indians have a preference as
to what they are called?
Anyway whenever the white man wants to take away one of their
sacred lands to build a golf course or whatever, and they mount some campaign to
save their sacred land, my first thought it is what good has that sacred land
ever done you? If you had spent your time figuring out physics instead of
dancing around some poles, maybe you would have had a better chance of fighting
off the white man.
Déjà vu is when you do something and feel like you have done it
before. I was thinking more of where something just pops into your head which
has nothing to do with what you are doing and you can’t tell whether it’s true
or not.
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