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Yes, it's interesting what you say. I guess things are as they had to be from the beginning of life, at least on Earth, the question is if this will end in our destruction or in an advanced state of peace and prosperity, as argued by the Mayan prophecies.
A lot of people seem scared of science - as in theories based on science opposing divine order (how medieval) and so on. Ignorance
I don't know if you mean in a personal way to what I wrote, but I never complained or showed any fear of science and neither the writer of the text, here I leave the translation to judge it for yourself, the text was wrote for the Spain edition of Vanity Fair, November issue 2009.
If the traduction goes wrong, my apologies, my english is not the best.
'CARPE DIEM'
The writer Hector Abad claimed the enjoyment from the threat of influenza AH1N1.
If you think in the abstract, from a cosmic viewpoint, the pestilence may be a cyclical event suitable for controlling the surplus population. This would something natural, what always happened in the history of the world, at least until the rise of scientific culture opposed to this kind of divine order that is die infected, and that for our specie is a tragedy. Because if you think it would be no evil streak for the ecology of the planet (to global warming, to the availability of food), that suddenly dies a ten percent less than human beings, in theory the thing is acceptable, especially if we not know of any person from among those 700 million people. If the death occurs in Africa, the Amazon, or even among the thousands of retired Europeans, okay. But if somebody say that among them is our brother or our daughter, things become much less acceptable.
The greatest threat to our optimistic view of our medic vision of life, which consists of trust in science, with the hope that medicine will always fight the disease, is in the new virus. AIDS was a big problem for the trust, but lately, with cocktails of antiviral drugs, the life of HIV-positive (at least in rich countries) can be prolonged and the disease becomes a kind of latency that is similar to normal. But in some corners of the world have appeared devastating viruses like Ebola in Congo or bird flu in a remote province of China. The mortality of avian influenza was very high, 33% in some cases, and Ebola hemorrhagic fever, dies at 90% of those infected.
Chances are that the new flu, or H1N1 flu, don't be more lethal than the influenza of every winter. However, it has had and has the merit of make us to think and discuss. But there is simply the strange fascination that makes us any new disease. Even humans grown in the scientific era make us realize of our fragility. We know that is deadly, very deadly and any new threat reminds us of the past, the recent past in that smallpox, cholera or the Spanish flu decimated the population.
Another thing that alarms us and fascinate us (with the fascination of fear, horror) in this new virus, is that the young are more susceptible than older, perhaps because the latter have been more exposed to viral strains similar to the silent but H1N1 flu. The fact that the new flu kill people under 30 years increases the sense of tragedy, of apprehension.
Do not greet with a kiss, wear a mask, cough into the handkerchief or the inner fold of the elbow, wary of sneezing in the street or in subways, wash hands as often, compulsive like Lady Macbeth, are the new habits suggested by epidemiologists.
But there are also other behaviors that are spontaneous in times of pestilence. These remind me of that song goliardic of medieval tradition: "Today we eat and drink / and sing and baggy / 'cause tomorrow we'll die."The proximity of death, a feeling of precariousness of existence, produced a paradoxical attachment to life, a yearning to get here and now, with its moderate honey, its greedy delight.Death is our greatest misfortune, but is awareness of impending death what drives us to carpe diem, to seize the fleeting moment in that we have the sort of go through the Earth, be aware that we alive and that certain pleasures and ephemeral precarious are possible, wich means, urgent.