Saturday, May 21, 2011

Life time?

According to a report I read recently doctors in Texas have come up with a medical test which, in theory can determine the date of your demise. For $300 samolians anyone can find out when they are going to kick off.

This alleged test is about cash, dollars, drachmas, rubles - well you get the picture. It takes into consideration genetic predispositions as well as factors like being fat and smoking. In a perfect world this procedure and its' subsequent results may hold some validity. But we don't live in a perfect world, not even close. Humans are the only creatures on the planet that not only allows (but encourages) the weak, stupid, lazy and impotent to proliferate. So regardless of how accurate this test may become from a biological perspective, there is always one parameter that will need to be taken into account.

The STUPID factor. Yup, that one word which sums up the vast majority who make up the catalysts of the phenomenon I like to refer to as accidents.  Accidents have the connotation of assuming intent, but accidents are and always will be as serious as the results they cause.

So, for the sake of argument let's assume you come from a healthy lineage, eat right and exercise regularly. You get the "test" done and the results say that you will live to the age of 94 years, 254 days. Then, after receiving these results a call to your financial planner is made and the necessary adjustments are made to not only your retirement account with holdings, but your kids college funds and you take a second mortgage on your house because of the tax incentives and interest rates. Shit brother, you have all the time in the world.

For all intents and purposes you are buried in debt and plan to work until age 75. But you can't help yourself with your new found wealth and you and the wife book passage on the next plane to the Virgin Islands. Unfortunately the limo you commissioned gets hit by a bus on the way to the airport. You are now another statistic and your kids are fucked because of your financial indiscretions - that's a nice way of saying you are fucking stupid.  Oh yeah, did I mention you are dead?

Lightning, floods, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, drunk drivers, falling space junk, vermin, infestations, famine and the new and improved version of AIDS has yet to be factored in (or discovered). These are just "acts" of God, or bad luck depending on where you fall on the spirituality barometer. Either way you could, at any time, be proper fucked. No test or genetic profile will allow anyone or anything (except the almighty) to determine the date or time of your demise EVER.

There is no formula, equation or algorithm for extreme or mild stupidity. Until there is, and there probably never will be, this latest and greatest technology has all of the validity of the predicted date of the rapture.

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