Designer babies and genes alteration are slowly becoming a norm. Why would you risk having a bouquet of inherited diseases if you can just shuffle through millions of spermatozoids and find an infallible winner?
Wait, what about the destroyed forests and extinct animals? What about the coal-black sky above Beijing? What about the spelt oil and millions of sea inhabitants that have been suffocated by human greed? Do we even care about it listening to the latest reproduction of Beethoven’s 9th Symphony and making vacation plans on a latest Stan-grad designed app?
And here I’d like to give my own definition of love: I remember my first time in New York. At that moment I was absolutely shocked to realize there is no other place on Earth I’d rather be. There must have been better, cleaner or more exciting places on Earth or some other Planet, but this did not matter to me in slightest. I would forego the exploration of all of those places for the privilege of enjoying the one I’ve been in.
Politics is money. And big politics is very big money. Those who decide the tide of events and give orders are akin to entrepreneurs taking all the risk in hope of a huge return. The rest of us are mere employees, who fight and die for the ambitions of people giving orders (and hopefully for some money as well). However, if it comes to being a mere employee, I’d rather work somewhere I can earn a decent living and not risk being killed for a cause I care little about.
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