Wednesday, December 28, 2005

There is a cute, little Weiner dog running around in down stairs office. The practice, undertaken purely for human amusement, is probably more than a little cruel to the critters we inflict this on, as such breeding often involve extensive inbreeding and all the genetic troubles that entails. But this led me to wonder what can be achieved by breeding humans over the generations. If we can manipulate the shapes and temperments of dogs in such way, what's stopping us, asides from moral and logistical considerations, from achieving similar things for humans. Of course, this is the idea that lay behind the mission of the Bene Gesserit cult of the Dune series.

Then I read this article and found that Stalin was thinking along similar lines. However, like a true Communist revolutionary, he sought leap-frog the intermitent stages of development and create his super-soldiers by . . . read the article for the grostesque details.

Sunday, December 25, 2005

I guess it's my turn to revive this beast. I hope you guys are having a nice holiday season.
As for me, I had a odd moment: I just discovered that I am two years younger than I had believed. This is how it happened.

Over the weekend I was having lunch with a old friend from high school, and during the course of which I mentioned in passing that I was 28. She stopped me and asked how I could be 28 since the two of us is of the same age and she is only 26.

I countered, "Are you sure you are 26?" She shot me a look that expressed in equal measures bemusement and doubts as to my sanity. A moment of silence followed as I furiously made calculations in my head. Eventually I had to concede it and laughed it off.

Back home the thing still bothered me. I was so convinced that I was 28 (and reasonably sure that the year before I was 27) that I was starting to question my arithematic skills. So, I went online and found a site called The Age Calculator. I entered my birthday and waited for the page to reload with bated breath. A rush of relief swept through as The Age Calculator declared that I am definitely 26. Sadly, at that point, I trusted the crayon-colored website for elementary school kids more than my own mind.

Looking back, it was really silly. For the past six months or so I've been telling people I am 28. How I had ever managed to give myself those two additional years I have not the slightest idea. I console myself by thinking that from certain perspectives, it's like being given two extra years of life.

Anyways, what are you guys contact information now?