Sunday, May 17, 2009

Life on Earth

The question came up the other day about life on Earth and did it need a creator. I proffered that because of the immense size of the pond and infinite complexity of the soup, life was guaranteed to have arisen. I felt a need via this venue to elaborate.

The attempts at creating artificial life that started with Miller and Urey, ended up with the creation of some organic molecules in-vitro. This is hardly life as we know it. It's not even a means of replication. But these attempts do not come anywhere near the "experiments" being conducted by nature at the start of the biosphere. There, we had all the building blocks of organic molecules, we had every source of energy imaginable from UV to mechanical to nuclear (radioactivity), and we had almost every conceivable catalyst--everything from platinum to clays and many we haven't even invented yet. WE also had a few billion years to come up with something that had the features that would enable it to evolve into life as we know it.

Although by any definition it was a random event, it was also, by virtue of the astronomical number of events taking place over eons, an inevitable one. It would have been a miracle for replicating and catalyzing molecules not to have been created.

No creator was needed but only because my creator knew how to put the right english on the ball that was set in motion 7 odd billion years ago. [I say, my creator, because we each have our own conception even with membership in a well-defined religion. I could ask any Jew, Christian, Muslim, Buddist, etc., 10 questions and I'll get as many different answers as I have respondents. Except, of course, when the rabbi, priest, cleric, or monk is listening]

Monday, April 6, 2009

Deathbed Be Not Proud

I went to take my sister mangoes. That's all she is eating these days. Being in her eighties and very wise, she knows that there is nothing left. I dutifully cut up the mango and fed it to her. She was quite amazed at how sweet it was--not like those I brought her last week. Not that she would ever complain. She was just stating a fact. We Jimenez's do that. She went right into the third mango and, it wasn't as ripe as the first two.

There was a Puerto Rican woman sharing the room and I, messing up as usual, didn't bring an extra mango for her. I'll get it right next time. All I could do was offer her half a mango and she gratefully accepted. You see, nursing homes just don't have delicious food. I'm sure it's not the chef's fault--he gets asked to come up with generic foods. My sister and her neighbor needed some Latin foods. Some of you Gringos know what I'm talking about--the rest can go slurp borscht and chow down on Matzos--not that the Soup Nazi would pass up on these flavors, mind you.

But this is Biology and Politics and I now come to my point. When the end is near and you can't conceive of anything else, the douche bags in government should let you pull your own plug. My sister hasn't asked but, if she did, I'd like to know she could have her wish. Why should any person in the U.S. have to go to Washington State because physician-assisted suicide is legal there?

Some people just know when the time has come. They know that to linger is to make yourself and all around you miserable. They should have the power of life and death over themselves no different than the power to end a fetus' life or the power of Texas or Florida State to end the life of a convicted murderer. Why can a New York City or Los Angeles Policeman--right or wrong--have the power to kill you but you haven't the power to end your own life when you see the light? Maybe that will become the accepted way: you enter a police station waving a wallet and the cowards (angels) riddle you with bullets.

If we only knew just how much power we had, nobody would ever complain again. We are, however, little children obedient of the parent's every rule.

Is anybody awake out there or are you all American Natives and other such followers.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Gays

It is high time I explained why gays should have rights. Many of you feel that you are above the animals. That only humans can converse with God. That only we have souls. That only we make laws and know right from wrong.

Well, I really hate to let you down, buster, but we are no different from the animals or the plants for that matter. What is this, you ask. Has another nut job lost control of his senses? No, I'm just a guy who knows what evolution is all about. Catholics, remember, the Vatican is NOT on the side of creationists. All others, if you do not believe in evolution, go your merry way--this post holds nothing for you.

Let me explain evolution to those of you who believe in it and think you know what it is. I say, "think you know what it is," because, if you did know evolution the way that I understand it, you would not ever make laws against gays.

Why did evolution create gays? Let's start at some random point in an organism's evolution. The organism's DNA is wondering if it's got "the right stuff." Does it? Well, more than likely, yes. But the most crucial notion is this: it does not know that it has the right stuff. Let me repeat this very important idea: no organism on the face of the earth ever knows that its genetic endowment is adequate for the task. What task? Well that's the other issue; no organism knows what the next task will be and, as such, it cannot know if its genetic endowment is adequate.

That should be the guiding light for all of humanities' social dilemmas--it does not know. So, what is the organism to do? The only option open to it is to maintain a repertoire of tools and characteristics that MAY help in the future. What future? Well, the future that may come our way some day when we least expect it.

What does this have to do with Gays? Gays, who have always existed, are different from us. They are different from us because God's process of evolution doesn't have the slightest inkling of what may be needed in the future.

To make you see the problem more clearly, let's take a hypothetical situation. We have an organism that, through a mutation, begins making an oddball enzyme that degrades, oh, let us say, the coat of a certain virus. Other varieties of this organism do not produce the enzyme--they are, the normal variety. In the future, the virus with a special coat attacks the organisms, both the normal ones and ones producing the oddball enzyme. Guess what? The organism that produced the enzyme is now the fittest and it will survive. Do you see what happened? Out of the blue, evolution creates these different organisms because it knows not what will come down the pike. It is all a matter of luck, of course, it could have been that the organisms did not have the right enzyme. In that case, the organisms do not survive and extinction comes.

Gays are same as the organism with the special enzyme. Now, many will ask, "what the hell do gays have that would enable the survival of the species?" I do not know the answer to that--not even God. I do know, however, that gays are as necessary as any other organism that alters its DNA in order to have the "right stuff" to survive whatever the environment throws at it.

I do not need to apologize to Gays about there status as deviant organisms because there are millions of "diviants" among us. For instance, I put on weight at the drop of hat. My wife has an uncanny ability to rearrange letters to come up with another word. One of my sons has to have a meticulous room. A daughter believes in the concept of a soulmate. Another daughter loves cats. Another son is kind but he has no respect for the property of others. You have your own relatives whom you consider strange or "black sheep" or oddballs.

There is no group which is homogeneous. Everyone has members that exhibit some aberration, some difference, some deformity, some quirky behavior. This is all evolution's doing. To believe in this, you only have to envision a situation where you have been placed in a new radical environment. Will you survive? Perhaps, but if you don't, your species will probably have at least one other organism/person with the "right stuff."

Do you still find Gays a stretch of the imagination? What if you imagined a primate that began to walk upright--for no reason? What if you imagined a primate that developed an opposable thumb--for no reason? Can you not see your ancestors?
All gays are are evolution's attempt at producing many varieties in order to survive what the future may have in store. Instead of gay persons, evolution could have come up with people who where heterosexual but who wanted their wives to massage their prostates. I know, the discussion is getting weird but evolution is weird and must be weird becase it knows not what may come its way.