A long while ago I attempted to write a short story. The plot was your basic thriller told from multiple perspectives. I never finished it, but I was pleasantly surprised to see my prediction coming to light:
Designer babies are coming - some would say are already here - it’s only a matter of time before someone uses this to dominate sports.
This initially started as a way for parents to decide whether or not to bring an unhealthy baby into the world. Many people have moral objections to this. I do not. My wife is pregnant right now, and if the genetic testing determines that my new kid has a 85% chance of being born with Tay-Sachs or Sickle Cell, then I say flush him and lets try again. I know that’s a harsh and slippery slope to glide on, but which section of society is planning to pay for my family medical bills when they become to much for me? How many people are lining up to attend my future toddler’s funeral? Better to birth a healthy child and give him/her a fighting chance at life than the near certainty that he’ll die painfully before he’s 6 years old.
People are already doing this. The Nobel Prize Sperm Bank offered an easy route to instant eugenics. It stayed a tolerated fringe effort because of the lack of control donors had over the outcome. There was no proof that Nobel offspring would in turn be Nobel material. The child might’a been born without any of the intelligence, good looks or innate social graces their parents paid for. Sure, being from Nobel stock may have boosted the odds that a child would have some of the desired traits, but it still existed in the realm of dog breeding - you get what ya got.
Until now.
Pre-implantation screening of traits gives donors more control. Soon dark skinned black parents will screen their kids and make sure their kid passes the brown-paper-bag test - then when he’s an actor he can be someone other than a vampire hunter or theif. Englishmen may screen for straight teeth. French might screen for hairlessness. Or worse, someone like Richard Williams - father to Serena and Venus - may screen for athletic prowess using things like muscle density. He might shunt the embryos that don’t have genes for fast-twich muscles or show potential for high fat density.
The business of sports is huge. Non profit organization like the NCAA are pocketing hundreds of billion of dollars. Profit, in this environment, is the rule of law. How soon will it be before some failed pitcher or college QB drops 10 gees to make sure his first born isn’t born with a tendency toward injury? What about the point guard with the heart murmur or the kicker with waleye vision?
What would you do?
I say it’s no one’s business. As usual, society is 10 years beghind the curve and we’ve already fallen down this slippery slope. As a culture, we’ve put money first. That’s why Pharmaceutical companies spend more money advertising designer heart burn medication than trying to cure cancer. That’s why states governments raise taxes, fire tens of thousands of workers to get back in the black and then grant the local university 100 million dollars to add 10,000 seats to their football stadium. Morality and ethics have no chance against profit margin. Kit-Kat needs to sell $2.50 candy bars and pepsi need to couple that with some pop corn and drink for only $8.00.
This technology encourages an investment into something with a guaranteed return. Get Lawrence Taylor to jackoff into a cup. Mix in an egg or two from Serena Williams - and you might have the most devestation athlete to have ever lived. Mix this with up and coming gene splicing technology and you wouldnt even need any lube. DNA seems to be the hottet thing to steal these days. I assert that you could simply cut out the genes you don’t like, insert a little Andre Aggasi and let nature take it’s course.
Of course you could get a gifted athlete with no heart like A-Rod.
How long? I give it 5 years before someone official states that they are testing this. I give it 12 years after that before the first 6′5″, 280lb QB throws a Tecmo Bowl style bomb 80 yards for a score in the National Championship Game.
I called it here first