How science progressed! About two centuries ago, a mere telephone call was almost something marked ‘impossible’. Yet here, in the twenty first century, we are wasting our telephone bill by calling our friends every five minutes. Better yet, there’s Whatssup! Chatting online for free. Who knows what could be in store for all of us in the future? Time Machines are basically what everybody thinks. But what about the glass aeroplanes that are said to be planned to arrive in 2020? Or the trip to Mars that everyone is talking about? It may not come true in a few years, but the chances of it happening isn’t slim. Anything’s possible.
The Brave New World is written in 1931, exactly the time where great inventions started to develop and new models came up. But the imagination in this book is priceless. This story is very utopian, but could possibly the future point of view from the author. This is a world where humans are no longer oviparous. Babies are born through test tubes. Not only that, but human babies were raised artificially with all the newest technology one could think of.
This Utopian World had five different castes, with the Alphas as the highest, and the Epilsons as the lowest. The way they were made through the test tubes were different. Alphas got the highest treatment, which means that as they were being processed and raised, they were treated almost ‘normally’. While the Epilsons–isn’t so lucky. An Epilson was copied with a single egg cell, like dividing twins–but having ninety six pairs of identical twins at one go. Critical thinking, which is extremely encouraged both in school and at home in the real world today, was discouraged. Epilsons were created to do all the low jobs.
This story brought back memories of the old book that I read when I was ten, When the Wind Blows by James Patterson. It’s a story about how a young vet named Frannie came across five kids–not normal kids, of course–five kids who had wings. They were mutants, born and raised at a lab. They were born from human mothers with bird genes implanted on them, before being taken away at birth with the claim of their death. Their spent their lives being experimented on, and living in cages. They were not even allowed to use their wings to fly.
Naturally, people always want to create something new, from love potion, moon glasses to the flying car. In the point of view of both stories, the scientists are almost like the main antagonist. Together, the lab workers are those who try to play God. They meddle, redo, and create an entire new being. In the story of Brave New World, the children born in test tubes have their own chance of having whatever rank they would be, but it’s almost based on the machinery the Scientists have created. They did a system in which the children are not unable to think–or question their presence, philosophically. It’s also almost the same thing with When the Wind Blows. The flying children have been the victim of those who wanted to play God. Mutant animals are created without responsibility. They were dying due to genetic failures.
The Brave New World talks about how the characters struggle to be a part of the new technology that was created. They wanted to be part of the society. That why it was called ‘The Brave New World.’ A world, so new, and you got to be brave to face against it. The character, John the Savage, struggled to be a part of the community. It’s pretty much a different concept with Max and co. Max and her entire flock wants to break free in When the Wind Blows. They didn’t want to be an experiment and after lots of struggle, they finally escaped. Although it was pretty clear that the scientists still wanted them back, Max and her flock refused to give up on their freedom.
Both these stories talk about the same subject. On how people try to deal with the rapidly changing world. How science is starting to affect almost everything there is. But the characters in both these books accept the fact differently. While John tries his best to blend in, Max tries to rebel against it and break her way out of it. Well, I remember the saying: We didn’t all come over on the same ship, but we’re all in the same boat.