Ultimate Therapy

After reading Ultimate Therapy: Commercial Eugenics in the 21st Century, I’m almost slightly scared for the direction that human research is heading. The ability to alter, add, or delete certain genes/traits would change the way child birth is looked at. No longer would it be taking the hand that fate has dealt genetically, but more of a Mr. Potato Head pick your child type set up. This could lead to a breed of super athletes and musicians that would change the human playing field. It reminds me of a movie that came out awhile ago, Gattaca, where everyone was breed for certain reasons and those who could not afford it were outcasts. Strange how Hollywood could become reality.

The Cult of the Amateur by Andrew Keen

After reading The Cult of the Amateur by Andrew Keen, I can almost feel the pompous vibe that this guy must put off in person. The ability to post thoughts, music, or videos to the internet is like he suggests in no way regulated or restricted so everyone is free and able to do what they please. Sure this may have led to sea of trash put into the public forum but who cares? This guy talks like there is a limit on the amount of information the internet can hold and that capacity should be regulated like a bouncer at a club on a late Saturday night. Obviously this isn’t true and the trade off for this mired of junk is brilliance once in a while in every form. One example I can give is the band Pink Spiders who’s first public gig was an open forum to the public using their Myspace page. They came around about my junior year in high school and while I’m not crazy about them, just yesterday I heard their song Give Me Chemicals on Sirius radio’s Alt Nation. Imagine that, an amateur going from open web posting to music stardom, eat your heart out Andrew Keen.