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Below you'll find junk I've had to write for school in the past. Any and all words found after this message were forced from my body and do not reflect the opinions of this humble web designer. Note: I have posted rather popular stuff on fanfiction.net, so yes, all the problems below are because I had no interest in the assignments, not because I'm a horrible writer.
A science current event I wrote...
Source: SciTechNews-FierceBiotech IT Dec 21, 2009.
Terms+Definitions:
Technologist: A person who specializes in technology.
Human-scale: The human genome consist of about 23,000 protein-coding genes on a haploid chromosome, far fewer than originally predicted, but enormous when multiplied by 22 autosomes and then adding in X and Y. (see illustration below)
Baring: Exposing, “laying bare” information, evidence…etc.
There are ten people willing to post their genetic and physical information on the internet. These are apparently all high-ranking individuals within the biotech societies. This information will remain unprotected. They want to figure out how leaving this information in the open will affect how people think/act around them. It seems that George Church, a leading teacher from Harvard University, is the leader of this project. He, along with his colleague Dyson, will post medical records as well, giving the fullest view. Another important aspect is finding how to manage all the data that would have to be recorded. It is a voluminous amount.
(see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_genome)
I believe they will have a difficult time finding a way to compress so much information. Mapping every human’s genome and storing it would require (just a guess) the entirety of the space being used for the internet today. The other downside is the possibility for health and life insurance exclusions. Please, like anyone in their right (monetarily-focused) mind would sell health insurance to someone with a near guarantee of contracting cancer within five to twenty years. I can only imagine a Holocaustal backlash. You would have people in power killing off the massive chains of people spreading the bad genes. The order in even our nation would be torn asunder as humans became living guinea pigs for gene-manipulation testing. It is morally incorrect, even for noble intentions. If you want to help people, screen their genomes individually, print out a list of bad genes, wipe the data, find a fix for a particular problem, and then burn the list. While even this could be taken advantage of, I find it to be the most methodical, safe solution among the possible ones.
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This is a report I had to do for Spanish class, a quick, 1st person oral report on an influential person of our choice.
Mi nombre es Rodrigo Díaz, pero mis compañeros me llaman, “El Cid Campeador.” Me nació en 1043 en un pueblo se llama Bivar. Yo empecé aprender con Sancho II de Castile. Él era un hombre muy honorable. Su hermano, no. Alfonso VI de León perdió a mi fuerza militad, y después en Zamora, él se mató Sancho y tomó la posición de rey de Hispaña. Yo he preguntado él a formar un juramento de purgación. Alfonso no puede ganar nada sin mi talento táctico.
Yo soy un hombre simple. Las ramas de los nobles me dan asco. Alfonso me exilió para mis luchas con los otros nobles. Pero, yo no estaría aquí hoy sin que un jefe do los moros me haya buscado. Yo derroté Ramón Berenguer de Barcelona y muchos otros. Tambien, yo ayudé con el conflicto en la ciudad de Toledo. Alfonso me exilió otra vez para atacar los moros quien destruían las iglesias. Yo busqué amigos, pero Alfonso me necesitó otra vez. Mi promesa para servirle me obligó a regresar al rey. Yo era muy feliz porque veía mi familia. Pero, guerras tienen maneras de tomar personas de sus familias. Alfonso me exilió una otra vez. Esa tiempo, no buscaba amigos en el desierto. Después de mucho viajante, la ciudad de Valencia apareció en frente de mí. Los moros me daban bienvenidos, y, me hagan su líder. Yo se derrotó Ramón Berenguer otra vez, y mi familia vino a la ciudad. Alfonso me dio un mensaje que decir: “Rodrigo, yo soy feliz que su ha tenido suceso. Yo voy a ir a Valencia y posiblemente lo hago mi capital nuevo.” Yo estaba enfurecido. Encima del todo, un grupo de moros fanáticos, berberos, eran se aproximando Valencia. Yusuf, un líder muy fuerte y cruel, atacó la ciudad. Para veintiséis días yo se luchaba, pero, yo tomé una flecha a mi corazón. Yo morí esa noche al lado de mi esposa, Gimena. Después de esa, yo no sé que ocurrió. Mi esposa, Gimena quiso a luchar. Si o no ella murió para proteger Valencia, yo no sé. Es parte de historia ahora.
