The Slow Frontier of Genetic Choice
Neither you nor I have consented to the genes we inherited. Our general makeup was dictated to us. I had no say whatever in my allergies, my short stature, my baldness, my tone deafness, nor in my general optimistic bent, my blue eyes, and my affinity for chocolate. Neither did my parents have much say in my genetic makeup, beyond their choice to birth me. My genes were picked at random, and so I accept all these traits as a given. As has every generation before me. We might clench our fists and...
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