ESTAÇÕES DIFERENTES

"The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them - words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear."

Stephen King - "Different Seasons"


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segunda-feira, julho 19, 2004

VATICANO FAZ A PRIMEIRA ENCOMENDA
 

Bom artigo do New York Times que explica uma evidência clara, ou seja, que qualquer forma artificial de limita uma liberdade ou põe em causa o livre arbítrio, cria uma uma clara falsidade na relação entre as pessoas. Existem estudos para a criação de uma substancia que inibe a acção de neurotransmissores que provocam a infidelidade, ou seja, criando um condicionamento químico  para cumprir um ditame moral e social que deverá sempre partir do livre arbitrio e do desejo de cada um em assumir compromissos ou tomar opções. Porque se o livre arbítrio não existe, o resultado está sempre inquinado por uma falsidade inamovível. Se alguém não me trair, não porque não o deseja fazer, mas porque o cérebro está quimicamente alterado no sentido de não o permitir, acho que ficaria muito mais chateado com a segunda premissa do que com a primeira.

Como diz o jornalista:

  "Then again, the study was done on voles. I don't know that I've ever seen a vole, but if they're like moles, only smaller, with pointier noses (which for some reason is how I picture them), I doubt that they're subject to the inner agonies that human males feel regarding sex and love. Most of us -- me, for example -- are good boys, basically, who occasionally ''huddle around'' and then feel awful about it. Or maybe we never stray, yet we still feel awful because we wish we had. Human beings are a self-conscious mess. Even if our sexual inclinations could be realigned through genetic tinkering, we'd still be free to decline the treatment, counteract it with another procedure or regret it once we'd had it. The voles didn't know what was being done to change them, and they had no choice about whether to let it happen. One day, the temptation to stray just vanished as if by divine intervention. But we'll have to freely decide whether to circumscribe our own forbidden desires -- a mental trap no rodent needs to fear. " 
 


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