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ONE PERCENT SOLUTION . . . (one page per day) Page 56 of 252

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A satire of dysfunctional politics and economic disparity.  

Chapter VI: Day/Page 56 CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY. . . .  Some creative life-forms experimented with extra ears and eyes and legs and so forth, under the misguided premise that if some was good, then more must be better, but everything has a cost. Nothing in life is free. And so with extra eyes or ears or whatever, comes additional expense and support, which requires more energy, which means more running and catching things. Life, like everything else, must manage a budget and learn to live within its means. Thus, all new features and functionality are weighed in terms of evolutionary gain, versus the cost of service and support, until the proper balance is found. Because, although no one wants to pay for something extra which they don’t need; they sure as hell don’t want to be caught out crawling around late at night with their pants down, lacking something they did.

Naturally, what is considered necessary, important, and advantageous changes often over time as environmental conditions alter, so the research and development in new enhancements and prototypes never ceases. Plus, everyone has to constantly keep a watchful eye out over their shoulder for some tricky new life-form, like that sneaky blue-green algae bastard, who suddenly brings to market—evolutionarily speaking—a revolutionary new design that kicks everyone else’s ass, forcing them to change their design as well, or die. Evolution is a lot like business, in that way, but without all the feigned pleasantries and nasty politics.

As life enhances the design into increasingly-sophisticated models, the similarities in the archetype for advanced intelligent life become even more pronounced. For example, all class-1 life needs a minimal level of tactile dexterity in order to fashion tools, which inevitably means having at least one opposable digit, out of the five, for making and grasping these things. And the more dexterity they have, the more precisely they can fashion tools, so, at least in the case of dexterity, more really is better.

Additionally, any aspiring-to-be intelligent life-form must be strong enough to compete with the largest predators on the planet; otherwise they’ll consistently find themselves on the short end of a stick, which is not where a class-1 life-form generally wants to be. They also need to be physically large enough to manipulate the natural world around them; and lastly, they have to stand erect and perambulate on only two of their four limbs, in order to keep the other limbs free for wielding and fashioning the tools they make.

So, when all these factors are considered, when all the necessary characteristics needed to build an advanced, intelligent, class-1 life-form are incorporated into the design, the end product that is ultimately brought to the evolutionary market is a fairly standard model, which is why the physical bodies of the canines on the Blue Planet and the avian ones from Gâia are not that dissimilar; and why Sofia is sufficiently pleased, and not too alarmed, with the new canine body she now has.

Sofia inhales deeply, sensing . . .  TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW. . . .

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 This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2013 by Gregory James    All rights reserved


About Gregory James

After 20 years working and living overseas, I returned to the US and was disgusted by how partisan and polarized the country had become. Civility and compromise are now quaint things of the past, replaced by intolerance and the rule of extremes. So I gave up a lucrative career for staring at blank pages and searching for words, in the hope that words might help enact change. Stupid. . . . I know! But after 9 months of labor I birthed forth a book, entitled ONE PERCENT SOLUTION. Reminiscent of Vonnegut, with a dash of Saramago and Fforde, this humorous, satirical, often irreverent romp mocks the absurd we accept to be normal, ridicules the ridiculously low bar we set, and challenges all of us to demand more of ourselves by making light of what is sacred that shackles us.


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