@Lightwizard,
And what pray is the proven scientific knowledge's message Wiz relating to what shape immpressionable little minds, which we are relying on for when we start doddering on the perch, should be shaped into?
All mind shapes are arranged to make the best fit with the environment they are in. Extinction awaits anything else and often awaits the shaped ones too.
How do you see the fit between the mind shape you are promoting and the environment you are in.
One can, of course, get lost in picking through so much material which is involved but it is a profound scientific question and you need to provide some sort of answer before seeking to bring in radical changes.
I saw an animal under a slide
Wiggling and stretching from side to side
Didn't look like it could build a dome
I think I'll call it a chromosome.
And "chromosome" is an unscientific word in my opinion. The "chromo" part relates to the observed capacity of the entity you have lassooed with a name to be stained by certain dyes. And dyes are a very recent invention, a million years at a stretch, compared to this thingy which is probably giving you the urge to smack me in the teeth. Your Id say. That's another name. It is one to conjure with. Id--ID--geddit? The "some" derives from the "soma" but that's a dirty word on this thread. It's one of the many things, though related to the rest, which many bold and intrepid scientific investigators find to be a load of crap. Which is not unexpected.
I'm wondering if it might be a phallic symbol. It's definitely anthropomorphic and that's not science. But that's a quibble I'll readily admit. Science is about when you see some shiny globules of waste on the floor of the glass-blowers shop and you pick a few up to take home and play with and you find that by holding one an inch from your eye and the other at a bent arm's length you can get a view of the nunnery bedroom windows which had never been known before to be overlooked. One would soon start polishing them. Okay--some of the images were distorted like you see in those mirrors in fun fairs but trial and error is a fine procedure. Having got quickly bored with that the surroundings might easily be next. And then lying in bed thinking. Mainly about how many ducats you could wring out of the tight-wads in the Vatican.
And no patent office too.
So the fine ladies' tastes, ever changing as a matter of course, in expensive and novel glassware for their dinner parties and salons is the source of the microscope and thus the chromosome. The waste.
Show us some science Wiz. Wordplay doesn't butter any parsnips with me.