I know this is far-flung from my usual blog posts, but the thought hit me last night and I couldn’t help but voice (or rather, type) them.
After a quick Google search, cyborgs are defined as “A
fictional or hypothetical person whose physical abilities become superhuman by mechanical elements built into the body.”
I don’t know about you, but my eyesight depends almost solely on a piece of soft plastic that I place onto my eyeball every day/whenever I want to venture outside. And because of this, my sight has altered over time: that tiny, circular piece of material has actually affected the way my body works – and the way my brain is able to perceive the world – hence why we need eye check-ups every year or so. Similarly, individuals who have lost limbs in accidents are able to buy prosthetics, or – if one of your teeth fall out – you’re able to purchase a false tooth to help chew your food.
All around us, technology is aiding the way we live, yet the idea of “cyborgs” usually only ever appears in science fiction novels. But it made me wonder: perhaps these sci-fi stories are based upon humankind’s past – as Martin Amis said, the past is “all there is to write about.” If we are to believe Wikipedia, “Around 700BC, Etruscans in northern Italy made dentures out of human or other animal teeth.” So we’ve always seeked help from external tools whenever we find that our own physical body is somewhat lacking… but we’ve never truly named ourselves “cyborgs” or “partially human” (besides Kevin Warwick); we instead say that this will be a part of our future.
In addition to this, the fact that we are able to carry around hundreds or thousands of people in our smart phone, or else communicate with people in different countries at the click of a button… I think that’s pretty superhuman; I almost feel like Flash from the DC comics. And without even thinking about it, our minds are changing because of this: we don’t need to remember information as much as we used to, because Google is always with us; a lot of individuals are so used to the fast-paced, super-speedy-broadband, or else easy to digest, bite-sized information that they’re reading less novels, for example.
But anyway, I’m treading on the toes of my extended project dissertation (the title was “is the internet altering our brains and the way we think?”), so I’ll stop typing now. This post was just a half-baked thought; normal service will resume tomorrow! *salutes*
I’m amazed if you read this far; thank you. Yes, you. 🙂