Tuesday 15 December 2009


I was watching a heart wrenching documentary on TV earlier on the state of dementia care homes in Britain... These poor people being treated like bothersome objects by staff that couldn’t care less, or so disheartened and bored that they no longer cared to show the pensioners any trace - not one ounce - of compassion, let alone to treat them with dignity... So many ancient faces, their faces withered by the years, crackled like the finest pages of parchment... left to rot in solitude and complete apathy. One very, very old man who could no longer walk grabbed the journalist’s hand and begged in a weak, rasped voice: “please, please...”

“Please what?” asked the journalist in the softest tone.

“Please... Help us.”

As I said, heart wrenching.


So that’s what awaits the masses, eh? Now that the fabric of society is being dissolved to nothingness, now that children grow up to kick their aging parents out in the cold, now that parents kick their young out of the nest before the time is right, now that every person is out for themselves, for profit, in the vacuum that is the pursuit of so-called happiness... We are conditioned not just to live to work, we are destined to end our days in ‘adequate’ facilities stripped naked of any remnant of dignity.

Sunday 6 December 2009

Far-fetched theory?


People come up with great far-fetched stories, like the Xmen, Batman, Superman and Spiderman, and they all have something in common: they are the good guys battling the evils of the world. They also share a common link: something happened that granted them superpowers, whether it is from a spider’s bite, a nuclear incident, or genetic mutations.

In the realm of imagination, there is no limit as to what can be made to happen, and so what does happen is always a glamourised version of what reality would actually dictate.
What is far-fetched about the Xmen isn’t the premise that genetic mutations occurred that gave people powers, for instance. It’s the powers themselves that defy reality. They are what could never happen.


Genetic mutations happen all the time, usually over a great number of years. Nowadays, plants of all sorts are being modified by scientists. They see no immediate changes or side-effects so they think it will be okay. They don’t as much as spare a thought on the ripple effects.
Just like what we call the butterfly effect when dealing with Time, the ripple effect of playing with the genetic make-up of even the tiniest organism is as yet unknown.


It might not be the first generation of mutated organisms that shows anything out of the ordinary. Let it loose and allow it to mingle with the rest of the untouched ‘natural’ world, and further mutations will occur as new organisms, or cross-breeds, are born. These are completely unpredictable, unlike the generation Alpha, the one created in labs.

They think people are okay, that the mutations will do nothing because people don’t seem to die from it in any obvious way. They’re not morphing into monsters, are they? What those great scientists are forgetting is the rule of adaptation. Every single species on this Earth is gifted with the extraordinary power to adapt - to survive.


We are entering the age of adaptation. Thus, a great number of people will go through more or less obvious side-effects that will not change them so much on the outside, but in the inside their bodies are slowly beginning to adapt so the future generations are born able to cope fully to their mutated environment.

Right now, the main side-effects belong to the realm of allergies. More children than ever are born with a plethora of allergies and weakened immune systems - this is part of the process. The species as a whole is learning to adapt, and much like a snake shedding skin, every single individual being born is born first with weaknesses, until the internal changes are fully in place and the first generation of mutated people arrives. This could take several generation, perhaps over another century.

All I know is that the new generation of people born to fit perfectly with their mutated environment will be an ugly one. Deformed. Ravaged. Yet more than able to survive and strive.
Right now, my generation and the ones that follow constitute the in-between. We represent the on-going process of transformation for adaptation, the half-way link between what we used to be naturally, and what is to come. Monsters, or freaks of nature.

It’s going to happen.