I got home to find the apartment in a complete shambles, but not particularly moreso than any other time I leave happicow with the run of the place, so that’s not really too surprising. Also, the first thing I saw when I went into my room was cat puke. Typical.
After dealing with that, I unpacked and then went out for a brief (5 miles, actually) bike ride, which I really think I needed after beeing crammed in one small meeting room for approximatedly 23 hours over the course of the past three days.
After returning home, I realized that it was odd that I didn’t seem to have any mail on my desk, being that I had been gone since Friday, so I correctly surmised that happicow simply neglected to check it all weekend. Once I went and got it, I found (among other things) a letter from the Cryonics Society of Rochester, NY, which is the real reason I am posting.
I just find the existence of such a thing so entertaining and surreal that I felt I must blog it, so I am. Here is a sample of said letter, with my comments interspersed:
Do I know you?
What if your doctor told you today that you were going to die?
I would hardly be surprised.
That a cure would be possible one day – but not now.
Darn. Oh well, better luck next time, I guess. Best to enjoy the time that I do have!
Imagine you could give yourself the extra time to reach that cure. Imagine there was a procedure available that could save not only you, but your friends, your family, and millions of others. A procedure that could extend your life by more years than you ever thought possible.
Wow, the world sounds like it’s going to get rather crowded, doesn’t it? You’re really starting to sell me on this death thing, now.
What is that breakthrough procedure? Cyonics. A technology that cools living things to the point where physical deterioration all but stops. A technology which hopes to carry people to the day when they can be restored to vital health, after their affliction has been cured or corrected by science.
Cools? That’s so last century. Don’t you people read the news (yes, I meant to say ‘read’- TV news is mostly useless to me).
Hope today – a cure tomorrow. That’s the cryonics vision.
A Chance At Life – Or Certain Death. Which Would You Choose?
Do you really believe it would be a choice given to anyone but the very rich or famous? Pha! What a wonderful way to increase the rift between rich and poor, congratulations. Luckily for the rest of us, your dystopic yearnings are not likely to come to pass anytime soon.
The letter goes on to quote Arthur C. Clarke (who gives cryonics a “90% probability” of working), and to drop inane facts about nematodes (excuse me if I fail to find much significance there, as humans are considerably more complex than roundworms). Oh, and it asks for money too (of course).
Anyway, I found this to be a marvelous example of just how silly and greedy people can get when it comes to matters of their own mortality. People die, and there’s good reason for this- they are fruitful and multiply (taking out everything that gets in their way). If people were to stop breeding… nah, nevermind. Such a good idea‘ll never happen.
Now, if people were to apply this (as of now) imaginary technology to something useful (debatedly, but it’s interesting at the very least) such as space exploration, I’d be all for it. ‘Specially if I get to be one of the ones to go s’ploring :)