08-06-2022, 06:44 PM
Risk... benefits... hazards...
All irrelevant. Why? Glad you asked. Because human beings. Period.
Nobody gives a damn about the risks because those engaging in such research ALWAYS think they have things under control. Benefits? ANY potential strategic military (and hence political) advantage will be pursued, regardless of cost. Make no mistake, so-called "gain of function" is 100% about military advantage - the trump card each side wishes to have in their hip pocket... just in case. The history of humanity should make this clear to everyone with an IQ. This is trebly demonstrated over the course of the twentieth century. The moment industrialization of warfare became a material reality, underpinned by scientific method and engineering know-how, human beings immediately embarked down the grim paths of NBC warfare. There was not even so much as the least detectable hesitation.
What, then, makes anyone think that such hearings hold the least meaningful value? This is theater of the most gratuitous variety because of its rank cynicism. The world is in the hands of raving devils, we do absolutely nothing to stop them, and then melodramatically and ever-so-publicly ask how this tragedy or that outrage could have happened. We make embarrassments of ourselves, minute over minute.
To put it very bluntly, humanity is full of shit. As a statistical gestalt, we are in love with the petty drama of death and destruction... at least when it's someone else's children being consumed by bombs, disease, poverty, flame, and unspeakable misery. Our political bullshit is all a big game for the bored people of the apparently overly-affluent "first-world", which has bred a raft of adult bodies in various states of arrested mental development. The key outstanding feature of the mean man is the vulgar and cheap, childish self-centeredness that drives an indomitable will to every possible known stupidity. The factories of twisted imaginations churn out new idiocies every single day, to which the masses of functionally brain-dead and ill-bred whelps cleave, as if their very existences depended upon them. The utter depth of self-willed human depravity still manages to open new and shocking, if unsurprising, vistas to me almost by the day. We are a despicable species, unworthy of the blessings and miracles of our existences, not as matters of our immutable individual natures, but of our personal choices, driven by our will to be as shoddily corrupt as we are able to pull off, while evading any immediately discernible consequences.
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