Trans Mice and Compelled Murder
Life Not as We Know It
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What a WEEK!!!
Just in so much as we have been celebrating this:
Which puts the brakes on the surgical and chemical mutilation of American children’s bodies in the name of ‘trans medicine’. Which is no doubt a good thing.
We also get this:
“MOTHERLESS” MICE CREATED FROM EMBRYOS WITH ONLY MALE GENES. Not so good.
And this
I’M A SINGLE GAY MALE TRYING FOR A BABY: “I’d imagine that I’d probably marry a woman to have a family and then sleep with men on the side…. I bought a large pack of 10 eggs rather than a standard pack of six, although they gave me 13. All 13 eggs survived the thawing process.” (we’re not talking about chickens incidentally but human eggs, female eggs extracted from her ovaries chemically). Pretty horrific.
And finally this:
The UK Assisted Suicide bill is a stitch up. I have written about it here. In my opinion it is eugenics repackaged in the language of human rights wherein the vulnerable will be culled one by one.
has written an analysis on the failings of the legal case here
Responsible legislating demands MPs face the reality of the world we live in, rather than dealing only in best case scenarios. We do not live in a perfect world; we live in a human world more than replete with human fallibilities. We live in a world that developed the civil law concept of “undue influence” which allows courts to undo superficially lawful gifts and transactions where manipulation and exploitation are at play. We live in a world where the offence of controlling and coercive behaviour is prosecuted to protect people in abusive relationships. We live in a world where the Fraud Act 2006 created a specific offence of “fraud by abuse of position” to deal with criminals who exploit their position of trust over the vulnerable for gain. It is because of those realities that the question we must ask of the assisted suicide bill is not “do you believe in this policy in a perfect world” but instead “do you believe this law work without error?”.
All these issues dance around the same issue. Where do technology and life intersect? And who get to decide? Just because we can, doesn’t mean we should. Trans identities, surrogacy, lab created babies, and euthanasia are all being promoted in such a way that we are compelled to view and organise our lives in radically different ways to the past, to what we might see as normal. Whilst those of us tethered to faith (of a higher power), and/or memory of life before can imagine an alternative to the dystopia being promoted how will children with no experience of either navigate this new landscape?
I honestly don’t know.
I contemplate someone like Peter Thiel tech billionaire and founder of Paypal who plans to ‘freeze his body’ in what he calls ‘anti-death activism’ or billionaire Bryan Johnston who has a plan using tech to ‘live forever’ as a growing cohort of billionaire tech bros who are not just seeking the fountain of youth they are building one.
Whilst this seems horrifying to me, will it be so for the children and youth of today? As children are being raised online, surrounding by filtered and mediated images will the notion of ‘life management’ become ‘normal’ to them? We have already seen how children, in particular young autistic children have been drawn into the emotional promise of trans identities. We see how the world reflected in screens is a directed one. We see how the focus of education is not to challenge and inspire, but to ‘have fun’, to ensure children are ‘happy’ and that they themselves categorise their lives into ‘rights’ which are separate from a whole. Does this degrade and undermine the very essence of what it means to be alive?
I have been watching and reading the various claims (and fears) related to AI recently, I do not believe for one moment that it will ever truly represent the infinite and surprising complexity of the human experience. Mostly because it seeks perfection, and I believe it is in our adversity and unexpected challenges that we grow character in ways unimagined.
When I look at Bryan Johnson and his son’s photo I see two males who in so much are obsessed with their physical bodies are strangely disembodied. To my eye, there is a “life-force” that is missing.
When I was a younger woman and working in film I spent a lot of time in Los Angeles. What I started to notice is that the more time I spent there the more ‘out of place’ I felt physically. My (natural) nose and breasts were in contradiction to the popular plastic ones that had been manufactured around me. My human tribal instinct to conform to that bandwidth hovered in my imagination. Luckily I had enough sensibility to step back and realise what was happening.
What does it mean to have a life worth living? And can we really control life…. or death?
Below are two backstage pictures from the 1991 stage production of ‘Wild Oats’ I did whilst a Freshman at Franklin and Marshall College in Lancaster PA. It was a huge laugh. The director was a certain Professor Geoff Pywell - pictured second from left with Ginny West (Costume Designer). (that’s me “Amelia Dolores Morales” on the right with my long lost husband “Colonel Croftus Thunder” (J. Michael Dupuis)). I was 18.
Geoff was an inspiring Professor and a remarkably generous human being. He had moved from England to Lancaster PA, to take up his professorship role that year with his wife Susan and their 9 year old son Nathaniel. I always expected Geoff to be *that Professor* I stayed in touch with.
But I didn’t.
In September 1995, just two months after my college graduation, Geoff (42), Susan (43) and Nathaniel (11) had gone out for a family outing to a square dance and when driving back home they were struck by a drunk driver who ran a red light. Geoff and Nathaniel died on the spot, and Susan died in the hospital shortly thereafter. An unthinkable tragedy. And yet this is what happens in LIFE - the unthinkable, the unplannable. Was the shortened lifespan of Nathaniel any less worthwhile because it only lasted 11 years? I recall his voice and his bright shining face as he would visit us in the drama department sparring with his Dad. I remember Susan’s laughter. I doubt one person would suggest so. Is Peter Thiel or Brian Johnstone going to be any more worthy because of the years extended? Not necessarily.
And can Peter Thiel or Brian Johnstone really cheat death? No amount of dieting or sleep therapy would have saved Geoff, Susan or Nathaniel from their certain death that night. And yet it heartens me that their last moments together as a family were square dancing…. not exchanging plasma. I can imagine the laughter they would have shared tripping about the community hall as the English migrants navigated the country music shenanigans.
And as our governments make every attempt to mediate all elements of our children’s lives into commodifiable bits via it’s RSHP and UNCRC social engineering projects it is worth remembering no government diktat or department can deliver life. Only you can do that in the moments you have. Do not lose hope. Live.
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Regarding people wanting to be immortal, you are right that life is unpredictable and the attempt to control it will always fail. I’m Jewish and when the Jewish world restarted the weekly Torah reading cycle with *Genesis* this year, as we do every year, I was struck by the incredibly long lives ascribed to the early figures in *Genesis*’ human history (pre-Abraham) and also the dearth of narrative about them (other than Adam and Noah). The message would seem to be that living for centuries doesn’t actually lead to a full or meaningful life. Without the fear of death, would we really exert ourselves to do much? And then suddenly it is too late, because, as you say, accidents will always happen, even in the tech bros’ medicalised utopia.
I find the idea of these super-rich, super-powerful squillionnaires being scared of death fascinating. I’m not scared of death. I’m scared of pain and I’m scared of indignity, both of which can accompany death, but the thought of dying doesn’t scare me. Either my religious beliefs are correct and I’m going to get my deserts, one way or another, or they aren’t, and I’ll just cease to be. Either way, if I’ve lived a morally good, meaningful life, I’ll die knowing I have managed the best under the circumstances. But these tech bros seem to be unconsciously acknowledging a hollowness in their existence: they seem to think they’re not good enough for Heaven or, if it doesn’t exist, they haven’t done the right thing yet on Earth to be able to look back on their lives with a sense of inner peace and satisfaction. It’s very curious.
All this billionaire bro live-forever stuff presumes that the future proletariat won't turn to cannibalism, which on the current trajectory will be the last remaining taboo. Conveniently, the meat will already be frozen.