I Think Genetic Research Is A Fascinating

Let's Just Say, The American School Of Suburban Angst Is Not My Cup Of Tea.

There Are Parts Of Texas Where A Fly Lives 10,000 Years And A Man Can't Die Soon Enough.

It Is Coincidence, I Decide, And I Am Getting Old And Batty, Thinking The Universe Revolves Around Me.

My Perception Of The Human Animal Is As An Extremely Dangerous Predator. That's Who I Perceive Us To Be As A Species. Maybe The Most Dangerous Predator On The Planet, With The Exception Of A Few Microbes. I'm Really Grateful For The Degree Of Socialization That Prevents Us, Most Of The Time, From Killing And Eating Each Other. And I Admire All The Social Structures That Have Been Designed And Layered And Niched In That Encourage Bonding Toward A Kind Of Social Harmony That Is Meant To Contain And Counteract Our Natural Inclinations Toward Predation, Ferocity, And Eating Whatever Moves.

Beside Mama, In My Own Folding Chair, With My Feet Sticking Out In Front Of Me, I Thought About My Own Innards. Just A Few Months Before I'd Had No Idea Whether My Reproductive Equipment Worked. There Was No Evidence. But That Week I Had Become A Full-fledged Bleeder And Was Still Absorbed By This First Change In Myself That I Had Ever Noticed. The Click And Buzz Of My Synapses Kept Making The Same Connection. If You Can Change, You Can Also End. Death Had Always Been A Theory To Me. Now I Knew. The Terror Hurt Good And I Nursed It And Played It Like A Loose Tooth.