SPACE PROBES & AMADOU DIALLO

The search for life in the outer universe should have started with the simple question - Where does our universe end and the others (if there are indeed others) begin?

Perhaps the great biologists of nineteenth century lore started the journey to find alternate life forms the correct way. Thanks to them, we can see these alter-life forms …but because we see them, they lose their myth & mystery. By becoming familiar to us, they become "one of us" - plain facts. Merely so.

Take a look at the wise old birds - wiser much wiser than we humans will ever be. They cede space, strength and dominion to us but must laugh at all the noise, fuss and flatulence it takes us to fly. They have a thing or two to tell us about life, certainly about how to fly with ease. How to live without boundaries… about taking only that which is necessary to survive - about not needing the police to ensuree thaat our nesting places thousands of miles away will be available to us when we next return…

Still we search for different life forms in the outer cosmos when all we have to do is understand the life forms we see and learn nothing from. For instance why do carnivores eat raw meat? Why does the lion seem to enjoy his meat so? Why does the vulture seek carrion so diligently when his meat is essentially revolting to all our senses.

We may learn more about other life forms in the universe by mapping the taste buds of the Vulture to ours and resolving the differences therein. The power of massively paralleled microprocessors could bring this to fruition sooner than we think.

We may learn more about life in other planets by looking beneath the surface of what we have learnt about the differences in life on Planet Europe, Planet Africa, Planet Australia, Planet America, Planet Asia.

What did we learn?

We learnt that the savage races had to be brought to par with the more advanced ones…then we learnt that the hitherto savage races were greener and friendlier to planet earth . . . only trouble was they had lost heir green ways. (No credit was given to them. They who had transited from the stone age to the bronze without assistance from the UN or the industrialised world.... I digress).

They now needed the likes of Farah Fawcett and her lovely son to administer anti-polio vaccines on the natives - who having lost the will to save themselves from death, disease & rot, now depended on professional do-gooders who like kids attending to zoo animals now attended to our people. 

I here declare: If the black man has lost the will to leave, then nature has lost its will to live and if he is of no earthly use, same applies to nature. If Diallo - was a loser so are we all but he wasn't. He did not lose the will to leave. Did he not cross the mighty river from his native land to get to New York?

His life was tough - but to his credit he hung in there!!

We search for other life forms when within the human race are life forms so different that though they stand side by side they have nothing in common except maybe their similar biological needs. While we are at it, a new life form has started to take form right here on planet earth. People formerly beaten black, blue and very badly like the phoenix have risen from the cesspits - the only place ceded to them by the rest of society, to redefine themselves in ways which are deliberately exasperating and unintelligible to the everyone but their kith and kin.

You see me & think its me you see…I live in your head you bloody fool!

What manner of life form does NASA expect to find out there - men with two heads or half a head - men with a higher definition of love for their fellow men, or those who will have the heart to fire 41 bullets into a life form they could never conceive was cherished and beholden by anyone on the planet Earth.

Their arrogance proclaims most eloquently: I hate you so you must be hated by God - I am God. One day, with some luck it will be established that sojourners like Amadou are the real giants on the planet and that it is for their sakes that America was founded - to nurture and take them to the point where they will step into the leadership the earth - Gods ways are wily. and when that day arrives I shall ask for one thing only - to seek Rudolph Guilliani and ask him one single question: 

So?

In the mean time, the anti-Christ has risen. And men will have to fight for their very existence - even as they evolve into other life forms, which will remain elusive to NASA which like a reverse dodo hides its head far above the clouds searching for what it may never find.

Goodnight Diallo. Goodnight Kinsman.