"All right!" the professor rubs his hands together. "Class discussion, topic: genetically modified organisms. Go!"
Quick lesson for those of you who haven't taken biology 101 yet. Genetically modified organisms, or GMOs for short, are scientifically manufactured organisms that are meant to be for food. Whether this is a good thing or not is to be discussed.
"GMOs could help stop world hunger" one girl pitches in. "if we can scientifically produce food for those in need, then GMOs have to be a positive thing"
"There's not enough testing!" the dude next to me pitches in "they thought cigarettes weren't going to harm anyone."
"GMOs could literally save lives" she defends.
I snort. "Save them for a few extra years until they just have to die again, probably even more painfully."
"Someone could do something amazing, if only you gave them a few extra years" Alex, my Carmel haired roommate pipes in.
"Realistically those few extra years would be in suffering. Those living in hunger most likely don't have all of their other basic needs met." I tell him matter of factly
"Then, with the nutrients they need, they can begin creating things for their other needs."
"They'd still have to pay for the food made by GMOs, dumbass"
Apparently, he did not enjoy being called a dumbass because the discussion turned up a few notches to rest on a heavy argument. "people can donate" he yells.
"If donating worked so well, then we would've cured world hunger by now." I yell back
"Boys, calm down" the professor says, but we don't hear.
"It's like you don't even know about the economy" I laugh sourly "if we could make food with GMOs we'd have to get the supplies somewhere, which costs money. Unless you feel like breaking the most important law of biology 'All things are made from previous cells.'"
"It's all cells come from previous cells, you ignorant twat" Alex spits back.
"All right, both of you, to the hall!" professor yells
"You still need cells to make GMOs" I yell at Alex as I sling my backpack over my shoulder and head for the door.
"What kind of cells are you making GMOs out of? Gold?" Alex yells, following me
"Gold is an element you absolute soggy toaster strudel." I yell as he slams the door behind us
"The point still stands! Cells can't be that expensive"
"Yeah but the research, distribution and manual labour that goes into it sure as hell is"
"That's where research grants and volenteers come in" he protests
"Now we're back to the fact that if that was enough, we'd already be out of world hunger"
"Why are you so pessimistic?" Alex shoves me at the shoulders, I only stumble a few feet.
"I'm being realistic" I shove him back
"You're being a dick" he shoves me again. This time I shove him so he's up against the locker with a scared look in his eye and for some reason, I laugh. Then I can't stop laughing and it's so contagious that Alex is laughing too.
"We're fighting over biology" I laugh, wiping a tear from my eye.
"We're nerds" he agrees. Then, when the laughter dies down he asks, "Wanna go get some coffee?"
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Overlooking The Moonlight Eye
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