The most successful race in life history will die a silent death. Humans as we know will cease to exist very, very soon. The very evolution that allowed Man to dominate over virtually everything else it has come in contact with, will soon, summarily reject its validity.
One of my closest friends just recovered from a disease that has no known cure. Something that chose to embark upon him one fine morning in his hostel room. Diseases like these, neither rare in occurrence nor in variety now, happen more and more easily. It was the dirty water where disease carrying mosquitoes (and equivalents) once bred. Unfortunately, filth is no more their only habitat. The fittest have come closer home, in our own gardens, bathrooms, kitchens.
Sadly, Man has, by his own activities, conveniently paused himself in a time-capsule independent of all evolutionary forces. He looked for medicines when his folks were dying. He invented for himself, objects that would allow his body to relax working constantly against forces of nature. Man is no longer just a body. The organism has grown beyond his physical limits, and that has dangerous connotations. How many people are alive just because they receive Insulin on time? What when there's no Insulin? Isn't it the same as an organ failing? Man's stupidity lies in his biggest strength.
Where Man's failing all others are succeeding. Man adapts to changing environment by his intellect. Others let nature do its job. Therein we have the biggest paradox. Would we have lasted had we not devised the medicine? I think we would have, quite possibly in a more evolved form. All we're doing is providing our species tree a dead end. But doesn't it serve the purpose? How long will it be able to do that? Will we end up intelligent but vulnerable creatures much like those from "Mars Attacks!", and mosquitoes, like men in the movie, will they finally wipe us out?
One of my closest friends just recovered from a disease that has no known cure. Something that chose to embark upon him one fine morning in his hostel room. Diseases like these, neither rare in occurrence nor in variety now, happen more and more easily. It was the dirty water where disease carrying mosquitoes (and equivalents) once bred. Unfortunately, filth is no more their only habitat. The fittest have come closer home, in our own gardens, bathrooms, kitchens.
Sadly, Man has, by his own activities, conveniently paused himself in a time-capsule independent of all evolutionary forces. He looked for medicines when his folks were dying. He invented for himself, objects that would allow his body to relax working constantly against forces of nature. Man is no longer just a body. The organism has grown beyond his physical limits, and that has dangerous connotations. How many people are alive just because they receive Insulin on time? What when there's no Insulin? Isn't it the same as an organ failing? Man's stupidity lies in his biggest strength.
Where Man's failing all others are succeeding. Man adapts to changing environment by his intellect. Others let nature do its job. Therein we have the biggest paradox. Would we have lasted had we not devised the medicine? I think we would have, quite possibly in a more evolved form. All we're doing is providing our species tree a dead end. But doesn't it serve the purpose? How long will it be able to do that? Will we end up intelligent but vulnerable creatures much like those from "Mars Attacks!", and mosquitoes, like men in the movie, will they finally wipe us out?
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