Would Einstein Have Survived?
by
Kathleen Parker
© 2003

Oh, where to
begin? Let's start with this: "Only the desirable embryos are
implanted, and troublesome Billy is never born."
I extracted
this line from a story in Monday's USA Today about our future, if we
choose to accept it, as boutique parents. That is, moms -- and dads,
if males are still being allowed passage through the birth canal --
having the technological wherewithal to select desirable
characteristics for their designer children.
That day is not
far away, according to scientists at a recent UCLA genome conference.
Estimates are that gene shopping could be available in 10 years.
Meanwhile,
fertility clinics already screen for genetic abnormalities, tossing
thousands of unhealthy embryos every year.
Nature takes
care of abnormal or unhealthy embryos, too. It's called a miscarriage.
Though emotionally painful and disappointing, miscarriages are often
nature's way of eliminating an embryo that isn't developing properly
or that is genetically impaired.
So far, nature
doesn't screen for personalities and behaviors, hence The Jerry
Springer Show. I have to admit, my recoil reflexes relax just a tad
when I consider that Springer's show might be rendered mute were genes
more carefully selected. But then we are still talking about
self-selected screening, and it's unlikely that Springer's guests
would see any reason to deprive the world of their genes.
Moreover, given
the expense of genetically advanced testing on top of the already
costly in vitro fertilization requisite to such screening, those who
would benefit most from genetic fine-tuning probably won't be on the
short list of candidates.
Then again,
some of us remember when the notion of affordable computers in every
home was implausible, a remote fantasy unlikely to be realized until
some wildly future date conceivable only to the pocket-protector
crowd.
Well, voila.
The brightest
point in the USA Today article was a Pew Charitable Trusts poll that
found 70 percent of Americans disapprove of using technology to select
traits. Two-thirds of the 1,211 surveyed said it was fine to use the
same technology to screen for disease. Reassuring. But human curiosity
and technological access have a way of altering the best of
intentions.
Pop poll: Raise
your hand if you've never clicked on a porn link. Thank you, Madam,
you can put your hand down now.
I proffer this
unpalatable example because it makes the point. People who would never
buy a porn magazine or rent an X-rated movie or visit a purple palace
on the interstate nevertheless might point their mouse and click
because . . . human curiosity and technological access make "it" --
whatever "it" is -- compelling and easy.
Similarly, how
many people can resist the temptation to know the sex of their unborn
child when the doctor first offers the option of knowing? Some prefer
the mystery, of course, but the human urge to know goes way, way back.
It's an old, old story.
It is therefore
unlikely that future parents will long resist the temptation to know
the proclivities of their reproductive product and to exercise the
option of nudging their little pre-born darlings in the behavioral
department. The same survival impulse that makes us want a better life
for our children will drive the narcissistic urge to improve on
nature's sometimes lackluster performance.
Which brings me
back to "troublesome Billy." I'm far more worried about Troublesome
Billy than I am about Bitchy Betty, who, in a moment of rare oversight
I'm sure, escaped mention in the article. We're already culturally
repelled by the troublesome Billys among us, such that boys are
routinely medicated and or punished for what used to be acknowledged
as normal boy behavior.
When Billy
draws a picture of a gun, he's diagnosed as pre-criminal and dosed to
achieve a higher order of being, i.e. feminine complacency. When Billy
pulls Susie's pigtail, a clear precursor to date rape, he's sent for
sexual harassment reprogramming. And so it goes until Billy is
genetically programmed out of the program. Troublesome boys need not
be born.
Never mind that
troublesome sorts are usually my personal favorites. But we should be
mindful as we debate the future that in routing out the troublesome
Billy gene, we might prevent Timothy McVeigh or Ted Kaczynski, but we
also might preclude an Einstein or a Martin Luther King. We can never
really know, which remains the moral to that old, old story.

Kathleen
Parker can be reached at kparker@orlandosentinel.com or 407-420-5202.
