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18.08.2011
aporia
Kip Gordon

“The problem with science is that we refuse to acknowledge the superior craftsmanship of God. We think we can replace it. In fact, the best option is to simply modify the creator’s work for our own needs.”

Opening big was her plan. Fluster the conference with religious words. Pave way for what was coming.

“In pathology, we’re fighting vectors, not disease. If you kill the delivery agent, you kill the disease. Want to beat dysentery? Make people to boil water. Want to stop Lyme disease? Kill all the ticks. But why kill what you can use?”

Next, leave them in a state of aporia, confused about where she’s going.

“We took the most common types of mosquitos on the planet. We gave them something we call “Hope”. It’s a gene sequence that replaces some of their trash genetic code, makes them produce a cure-all for nearly every common childhood disease. Then we let engineered females loose in the most historically mosquito devastated city in America. All they have to do is find a mate and the people of Memphis will never have to pay for a childhood inoculation again.

We didn’t replace God, we just did him one better.”

Memphis Note
The three most virulent species of mosquitos in the world lovingly call Memphis home. The long, humid summers and stagnant swamps and ponds make this city something akin to heaven for them. It’s nearly brought us to absolute ruin between the yellow fever, malaria and West Nile virus. Now, just imagine if you could use that vector to spread the cure instead of the disease.

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