Equality, an essay about Technology

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Nausea. To describe the whole situation in one word I would have to choose

nausea. The Expo center was packed with societies elite, eagerly waiting the

announcement of what the rumor mill had told them to be the most important invention

of the decade. The air was cold and damp, like that of a hospital. Barley audible was the

most annoying Michael Bolton song that I could imagine. As I got entranced by the

dullness of the situation I noticed that the lights were slowly getting dimmer. As Michael

Bolton's voice became silent, Dr. Zimmerman spherical body came waddling out.

Dr. Zimmerman was a very large, gluttonous man. I had worked with him many

times, and I had lost more than one of my ideas to his fat hands. He was ruthless,

unemotional, and conscienceless; the perfect scientist. He painstakingly climbed onto

the two foot platform in front of the podium, making a little grunt that accidentally found

its way into the microphone.

'Hello? Can you guys hear me in the back?' He gurgled in

his natural grotesque voice. With the acknowledgment of the audience, he sipped the

glass of ice water which stood on the podium and cleared his throat. 'Ladies and

Gentlemen, I am here to inform you of a discovery that my team of genetic scientist and

I have discovered.' The more he said the more I wanted to hear. I wanted to shout to

make him blurt it out, but it was impossible to speed him up, attention was the reason

why he became a scientist. He didn't care about the effects of his discoveries, as long as

he packed the expo center the next weekend. 'The quest toward perfection is finally

over. Your unborn children now have the opportunity to be everything you ever wanted...