"Look man," said Homeless Jack, "it's
the particles. They're all around us. That's one of the reasons we have to completely
separate ourselves from other people and move to our own land and just be by ourselves.
Their particles are harmful to us and are probably killing us in a lot of ways
we don't yet understand. Maybe they're even building up in our systems like asbestos,
only to smack us thirty or forty years later or maybe even in the next generation."
"No. They're all around us too, but I'm talking
about the kinds of particles that humans slough off. Somethin' I read in that
book I told you about made me think about this so I went over to the library and
checked this stuff out. Listen to this," he said, as he took out a crumpled
piece of paper from his pocket. " Do you know that humans normally shed about
600,000 particles of skin every hour? We're in a friggin' giant soup bowl full
of bits of skin from everyone who's around us. And, the skin cells shed by humans
often develop a microscopic fungus that breaks them down and then friggin' dust
mites eat them. You know what happens when you eat somethin' ? That's right. Same
thing with the mites. Except, those bastards don't use toilets. The damn things
poop in the air like friggin' birds. The difference is that the mite's fecal matter
is so light that it just floats there in the air like tiny balloons waiting for
us to breathe it in. And, just in case you think it's no big deal because these
things are so tiny, get this: One tenth of the weight of a two year old pillow
is friggin' dust mite feces, and most of the people with asthma and other stuff
like that either get it or have it made worse by all this crap in the air."
"So, you're worried about dust mite droppings in the air?"
I asked, not being exactly sure where Jack was going with this.
"If you're just around your own family or people
like you, then you're pretty much takin' in your own DNA or stuff that's so close
that it don't matter. But, what about if you're around a bunch of people who are
really different than you? You're takin' in their DNA and that's the problem.
"Now, I don't know exactly how this other DNA
and other stuff gets into our cells, but I bet it does. Yeah, I know scientists
would probably deny it, but remember, it's only been about a hundred years now
that medical science has understood that doctors have to wash their hands to kill
germs before operating on people. Used to be they'd open someone up, reach their
filthy hands in to tweek somthin' or other and leave billions and billions of
invisible germs behind that sometimes ended up killing the patient even after
an otherwise successful operation. Then a guy came along and said there were tiny
little bugs--germs--that were being put in people by the doctors. Mostly, the
docs just all laughed at the guy and said he was a crank, but he was right and
all the rest of 'em were wrong. Today, we all laugh at the doctors who said the
guy was wrong. We all think: 'Hey, we would have believed the guy about germs
had we been alive back then.' I say, Baloney. Hindsight makes us all geniuses.
how I told you before that I figure bits of DNA and even molecules and atoms from
so-called inanimate objects can somehow be taken up by animals and that they are
modified by them? That's what I'm talkin' about here. As far as I'm concerned,
Darwin didn't really explain how those bugs called Walking Sticks ended up looking
just like the twigs on trees where they hang out or how other bugs look just like
the leaves that they eat. I'm also not satisfied with his explanations of how
larger animals developed camouflage that makes them look like their surroundings.
Have you seen pictures of those fish that develop all kinds of strange appendages
to look exactly like the coral where they live? I ain't buying natural selection
as the total answer for this stuff, man. I figure all these critters take in the
stuff that is sloughed off by things around them--including plants and rocks and
all the rest-and in time they become like those things as their DNA is changed.
Okay, so rocks don't have DNA. Big deal. Maybe what they slough off still contains
some essential element of rockness that is the equivalent of DNA. I don't know.
What am I, a friggin' scientist?
"Hell, I don't know the exact mechanism or why
some critters seem to change to be like what's around them faster than others,
but I'll bet you that it ain't gonna be too many years before science says I'm
right. My guess is that one reason why it ain't been proved yet is because there
are many variables and many factors involved that scientists don't know about
yet. Maybe, for example, some bugs evolved to look like the plants they're on
because of some virus in them that took up bits of the plant DNA and inserted
it in the genes of some of their hosts and the genes caused these particular ones
to change and they survived and the others that didn't get changed eventually
died off in a kinda Darwin scenario but with some additions. Or maybe it has to
do with the stuff only affecting, say, the sperm of males and not eggs or the
other way around or only of creatures with particular blood types or mutations
in their blood or something or only when females are pregnant and their immune
systems have to be weaker and more open otherwise their bodies would reject the
fetus. Maybe that's the door that all this other stuff uses.
"Anyway, I think white people need to live separate from other people in order to avoid the air soup that I figure can harm them. I think they need to only be around their own people and I also think that they have to have the right kind of physical surroundings--the right kinds of rocks and plants and stuff--so that everything that sloughs off and joins the air soup is stuff that will help them improve themselves."
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1. ROAMING THE WASTELANDS |
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