Missing Brain Tissues And Cell Types

Qi, a neurologist and sociologist among them, who had spent much time with humans, spoke up in the hope to maintain a more mature atmosphere.

“I know it’s a bit off topic,” he stood up from the audience, “but when modern humans claim that Neanderthals are dumber because they spent 400,000 years without a significant technological breakthrough before getting wiped out completely, what do you think?”

“Is that the biology debate you prefer to have?” Ying giggled and replied without thinking, “they had no wars, no genocides. There wasn’t simply enough pressure to push for technological breakthroughs. The Inuit could have lived thousands of years without any, either. However, they pass the standardized intelligence tests easily like all other humans, given the same amount of practice. What do you say?”

“Well,” Qi shrugged, “that’s pretty much what I think, too. Their brains are not too different from those of modern humans anyway. Another question though, why negotiate with Christine for immortality? It’s not even proven yet. The United Blades have been immortal for millions of years. Why not talk to them about it?”

“I prefer that we exchange knowledge with them, so we need to show that we have something to offer first. We are working on that. I don’t want us to be a dependent species, do you? I talk to Christine for opportunities of collaboration. We can review each other’s work.” Ying was rather cold. “Plus,” she continued, “we are a new species to them. Their technology has never been tried on our species. Do you want to volunteer for a test?”

“Sounds like a natural decision to me,” Qi seemed a little embarrassed for asking a stupid question. He had always felt too comfortable with himself, even at the most formal gatherings. “So,” he continued rather hesitantly, “why not let humans know about the existence of the United Blades and apply to be a member?”

“I talked about this yesterday, but I elaborate now that you ask.” Ying thought a bit to organize her answer to Qi, “there are 7 of us who did their standardized intelligence tests, showing that we might surpass the average of their smartest species, but then we are no more than 300, not statistically sufficient to represent our species, not to mention the fact that our gene pool was genetically engineered. Given the gap we know between us and humans, it seems that they have a good chance to qualify. So, why not?”

“Firstly, we haven’t qualified yet ourselves. So, I want to focus on impressing them before we even involve humans with us. Secondly, humans are too divided among themselves. Do they want to apply as the United Nations or G7 or any other brand new organization to include all human beings, regardless of nationality and ethnicity? If humans cannot even coexist among themselves, it’s difficult to envision how they might coexist with other intelligent species. Plus, some of them may want to work with extraterrestrials to terminate their earthling neighbors. American Indians did just that when Europeans arrived at the Americas. Examples are everywhere on the planet Earth. Humans are not ashamed of this behavior, but for the United Blades, that is unthinkable. There’s simply too much hatred against one another within that species. I call it the Large Frontal Lobe phenomenon. Not exactly their fault.”

Not giving up, Qi asked a rather interesting question, “but, based on your previous analysis, Homo sapiens is supposed to be very common in the universe, right? Is the United Blades going to exclude them all?”

“Well,” Ying stuck her tongue out, “if they can discover the existence of the United Blades on their own, they can apply on their own. Ants may never identify the existence of humans, but why should humans care?”

“You sound really arrogant,” Qi almost wanted to laugh. “Do you sincerely believe that humans are stupid?”

“No,” Ying replied immediately, “Homo sapiens is very intelligent. It’s just that they focus too much on physical appearance, such as height and weight and facial features. The Dutch became the tallest people among Europeans within a few decades only, just because suddenly their women preferred tall men. If women suddenly prefer smart men, human intelligence can peak within a couple of centuries, reaching an average IQ of 160 to 180. They just have to print the score on a driver’s license to set a requirement for driving, say, 90. They can also dial 111 to confirm that a driver’s license is valid. No cheating allowed.”

“True,” Qi smiled, “but that doesn’t make the tallest Dutch man taller among modern humans.”

“But,” Ying smiled, too, “their collective intelligence will improve to an extent to make major technological breakthroughs easily accessible to their species.”

“The problem really lies in the absence of a few key tissues and cell types in the human brain, which translates into the absence of a few key cognitive abilities,” Qi became rather cold this time, trying to see if Ying was knowledgeable enough about brain science in general. “At the end of the day,” he seemed sure of his conclusion, “Homo sapiens literally has to become a different species to be smart enough for certain activities.”

“At the end of the day,” Ying smiled again, “nature makes the call. If physics understandable by a human brain achieves all capabilities required by the United Blades for a blade, humans are smart enough for birds. They just have to complete the process to qualify. Plus, the missing key tissues and cell types can be supplemented with electronic components. I am not sure of how familiar you are with electronics. They are not there yet, but they will.”


About Run Song

Run Song (宋闰) is my pen name for the Moments of Poetry, a collection of poems about the greatest moments of life. If photography captures the greatest moments of life, poetry is the life behind them.
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