Excellence vs. Nature

Its a new argument that just as begun.  Today there is a new battleground in science, whether to only repair and heal, or to improve and create.  Right now we ( geneticists ) are racing forward, building new foundations for what will become the present, personalized medicine!  But should we go further than just building one story buildings, should we reach for the skys and build skyscrapers of unbelivable heights?  This is the question that has been debated since genetics began.

Should we not only use our knowledge to heal and repair, but also to improve and perfect?  Critics say that excellence would lead to a loss of value in human nature, a loss of virtue, of the appreciation of life.  Would that really occur?  Would a strive for perfection lead to a loss of the appreciation of talent, of life itself and nature?

I think not.  Humans, as a society, specifically teenagers, are always outside the norm, because society has tried to make a perfect person that we must all try to strive for, yet teenagers go against this perfection, this ideal, because of the restriction placed own their own freedom to choose, (whether for good or for bad). [the merchants of cool]  One geneticist or parent will have a different value of what perfection is than another.  Because perfection would lead to what one beholds as perfection, (which is different from everyone else), I do not believe that the appreciation of specificity, or individuality, and therefore, talent, would be necessarily lost.  However it could be degraded do a dangerously low level.  I believe that society first needs to change, to accept and care greatly for life, to uphold it as its highest virtue, not talent or genes (which is what most of talent is made up of), or hard work, but life itself.  Once life is held up first, before work, before family, before anything, then we can make the decision to change ourselves.  Yet changing ourselves for excellence or for our own purposes will happen, whether we want it to or not, and we must change and educate society, so that these changes do not mar our humanity, our appreciation, and our love of life.

Fears.

Well, I’ve got the end of this year, then senior year, then college, and then it’s time to use what I’ve learn and make money. Ok, sounds good; it makes sense that life requires effort, mental and physical. However, I have a few fears.
I’ve been hearing about this thing known as political correctness, which says that I can’t say various things, and have to feel guilty about being born, about being a white American male, because some enraged groups demands it. When I first heard of it, I believed that it was unimportant; nobody could be that crazy, right? Well, I’ve now been hearing that this sort of irrational behavior exists on the majority of college campuses; in fact, when I get to college, I will probably have to put up with all sorts of garbage. Heck, being a libertarian will probably make it worse for me; my political ideology probably offends all of those socialists who cannot figure out how to prove their ideology using logic. And when I get a job, if I am at a large company, I’ll have to put up with things that are named sensitivity training and team building; having any strong opinion, or disagreeing with any person will probably get me in trouble.
Violence seems to have gotten worse; there seems to be more psychopaths and sociopaths. I am going to need to be able to defend myself, but if I am not allowed to carry a gun, what hope do I have? Apparently, the majority of (gun based) mass murders have occurred in gun-free zones; every time they happen, the screams for more gun control get louder. The gun-grabby types seem like members of a cult of death; they deny us any means to even hope to defend ourselves, as though they want us to give up and let ourselves be murdered by the mindless. I feel sickened every time some person demands gun bans, because I think of myself being robbed and killed, unable to defend myself against violence.
I don’t know why, but it seems that there is a broken culture in America, a culture of giving up, both mentally and physically. I want to be able to live my life, to accomplish my goals and take pride in my successes, without the fear of violence (and a lack of defense against it) hanging over my head.