Blogspot, drunk heterosexual theatre major.

I once saw a documentary on the Discovery Channel about the psychology of serial killers. For many of these people, the desire to kill a random person and throw their dismembered chunks into the river is literally a medical condition. It is untreatable. Upon learning this I wondered: what does this imply about guilt?

A new study published in the journal Nature today suggests a strong correlation between IQ and physical brain structure in children. As much as expectant mothers blast Baby Mozart into their bumps in the hopes of birthing the next William J. Sidis, there’s little she can do about how far her kid’s medulla will extrude. So then, what does this imply about achievement?

I ask myself: Who really controls who I end up becoming? Just how much does biology inform fate? Then I ask myself the hard question, a reductionist neutron bomb: Am I just a controlled set of chemical reactions?

And suddenly it is 2003 and I am drunk in my freshman dorm with friends again.