Yesterday I uploaded a ‘letter’ that I intended to give to my doctor. I wrote it yesterday for my appointment, because I can never succinctly explain what help I am after but I believe I communicate better through text than speech.
I had a good day. Getting on the bus I fought the cause of a man whose Oyster had broken, and won! Together we wore the driver down and he agreed to let the man on, on the proviso he got a new card at the other end of his journey, once he had dealt with his business.
Then, on the bus, on the way to the doctors, I noticed everyone was sitting on one seat, with a bag next to them, so I did this:
It was my way of ‘flying a flag’ of love. It worked too, kind of. No one smiled at me, so I could remove it so we could sit together, but when the bus broke down the most visibly and audibly distressed man chose me as his confidante to rage with about the matter. I laughed, and admitted the bus broke down at my stop anyway, and he laughed too. Love spread, mission achieved.
I got to the doctors a delightful five minutes early, a first for me, then sat in the waiting room, full of people and no less than three screaming babies, and sat for forty five minutes listening to the horrific noise of the beeper that tells you when the board had the next appointment up. I waited because I knew, even though it was getting later and later, I was going to see my GP, a woman who has supported me with almost fortnightly appointments for nearly two years…
Then, bing, my name, but not the name of my doctor, no. Instead, the head of the surgery, a frighteningly cold man whom I have seen just once, before I was diagnosed, who essentially accused me of making so little sense that there was no help that could be provided for me. I promptly melted down in his office, that time.
Well, I am a creature of habbit it seems, and in the time it took me to walk to his office the real me was gone and I was that stone headed, fork tongued embarassment that so many of ‘us’ become, when we panic.
I scratched myself. I beat myself. I cut myself. My arm is a mass of whelts, bruises, cuts and chicken scratches. I had to, it was the only way to get the pain out of my mind and into the ‘real world’.
The doctor patiently told me to go back to the waiting room, to wait for my usual doctor to see me.
I may have lasted a minute before running for the corner and hiding behind the fire extinguishers, where I lay screaming in fear for…well it felt like an age. When the doctor finally came I was too far gone. I hated everyone and everything. When my mother arrived I told her I hated her, so she left quite quickly.
The GP kept doing that INCREDIBLY ANNOYING thing all neurotypical doctors do, asking me what she could do to help:
I DON’T KNOW HOW TO HELP AUTISTIC ADULTS IN THIS SOCIETY, IT IS POISON TO US.
You solve the problem. I said that but it didn’t go over well, so I decided to give her an easy option:
‘Give me enough Valium to take three a day every day for as long as possible so the pain goes away, and give me a repeat prescription so I can keep taking it forever’. She said no, thank God, I said goodbye.
I am officially done with ‘help’. Autism is not a disease and no doctor, psychologist, psychiatrist or any other tick-box checking, essay writing, braindead automoton venting their own self-hatred by revelling in the raw power they have over the life or death of people with fewer letters after their names. To survive the pyschic battery and emotional manipulation that must be intrinsic to being brainwashed into working for the pharmaceutical companies, you must be some kind of psychopath.
Doctors are psychopaths. They cannot help us. Only a new age will save us.
Autistic people are the Rainbow Tribe. Don’t lessen yourself by succumbing to their debilitating labels, drugs and ‘therapies’. Be the best you you can be, keep smiling and drawing and laughing and singing and forget their waiting rooms, autistic people arent good at waiting, the time has come for change.
I am, have for many years been, confused by the concept of making a connection with another human being.
I’ve had friends but even when I’ve had best friends for a period of time, inevitably, eventually, they move on and I get left with a sense that I was only ever a placeholder, someone to simply be there until someone better comes along, like a robot dog because your parents won’t let you get a real one yet.
Whilst I know that part of the problem is my oversensitivity; sometimes perhaps it is not intended to cause offence when friends make friends, and indeed it wouldn’t, were it not for the way in which I always end up becoming the third wheel. I rarely bond with any friends of friends, the friends are always so specific in their personalities and they are rarely as discriminatory as I when choosing new friends and so I end up with the challenge of trying to get someone from the zeitgeist to accept me for who I am and not to assume that because I am noticeably different from other white twenty seven year old English people I must be doing it on purpose to prove some sort of point about “normal” people; I never even noticed such a thing as normal until I started getting in trouble at school for not being it.
I want to make more connections with more like minded people, wrote the blogger online, but I didn’t know how, perhaps still don’t, until recently I got some sort of reprieve.
I have made a new friend, at my local dog walking park where I go to be around dogs and the, generally, kind people that care for them. I practise some of my hobbies there, ukulele and guitar and flower sticks and staff twirling, all good stuff. It was whilst flower sticking that I met and spoke to a nice woman and it turns out we have lots in common. I feel like I have made a real friend, we have only know eachother for a week, but we have lots of shared interests and most importantly we are both anxious; for people who do not share this trait I cannot overestimate its importance. Being anxious is like the difference between having the spirit of a herbivore and the spirit of a carnivore. My spirit animal is a rabbit, my ears are always listening to every little sound and my eyes darting to chase each one and I keep my ears close to the ground and my legs linked perpetually to their throb, so that the moment I sense danger, I can run.
It’s good to meet others like that. So maybe, after all, you do just have to keep doing what you love, in as public a place as you can stand, until someone notices you and starts a dialogue; how do you do it?
It seem’s like in the last few years nearly every one I know has had some sort of spiritual (damn, I wanted to get part way through this without using meaninglessly ambiguous terminology) enlightenment. I do not exclude myself from this sweeping statement, nor am I trying to nullify any potentially valuable changes people have made to the way they think about reality. I just want to know, how long we can go on patting ourselves on the back for realising that reality doesn’t exist before we realise that knowing that doesn’t actually change anything? The way people talk is changing but our lives remain pretty much the same…
I am sure there are lots of reason why this empowerment of thought has not lead to real social change. For this article I want to examine one: the ‘Law of Attraction’; the idea that we create our reality purely through our thoughts, which I consider bullshit, albeit planted firmly on sound psychological principles.
Firstly, it’s not a law:
‘A scientific law is a statement based on repeated experimental observations that describes some aspects of the universe. A scientific law always applies under the same conditions, and implies that there is a causal relationship involving its elements (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scientific_law)’
Such repeated experimental observations have not been made. It is actually nearly impossible to test the Law of Attraction according to this criteria because the people who developed it as a concept have cleverly written in the clause that if you don’t whole-heartedly believe in the Law, then it won’t work. Therefore it cannot be tested scientifically because for a fair test to take place the testers would have to forego any belief bias until after they had conducted their experiments.
Secondly, I keep hearing/reading people claim that ‘scientists have found proof’ that the Law of Attraction is true; well, this is a lie. Someone please name the scientists and name the experiments, because I haven’t found any. There are many writers (find a list of them here: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/srinivasan-pillay/is-there-scientific-evide_b_175189.html) who claim that the ‘law’ is based on sound scientific principles but they are not scientists themselves…
Science fiction is when you take a concept that scientists do not fully understand, such as the peculiar way that matter behaves at a sub-atomic level, and create your own concept by combining your imagination with the little you understand of the actual scientific information .
The Law of Attraction is science fiction; we don’t know why measuring matter at a sub-atomic level can appear to change the nature of that matter. We need to do more experiments.
When scientists say things like ‘your belief system determines the reality you see’, you need to remember your belief system is not just about what you think, it is about how you have evolved to perceive reality. A prawn will have a very different belief system to that of a human being regarding how the world looks because its eyes work in such different ways.
Most ‘proof’ of the law of attraction is really mean anecdotal evidence, such as this:
The problem with anecdotal evidence concerning the Law of Attraction is that only anecdotes supporting the existence of the Law will be deemed relevant by those who espouse the Law; if I claim to have tried using the Law of Attraction to get the things that I want but that it didn’t work, then someone who believes in the law will tell me that it is my belief that it didn’t work that prevented it from working, eventually.
There is a fundamental flaw in any system that requires you believe in it in order to prove that it works; such a system can never be scientifically proven because it is nearly impossible to conduct control experiments. For a believer, the only time the law is relevant is after it has worked, until that moment you have to keep believing in it or it won’t work…
Sounds a bit like the Emperor’s New Clothes…
So why has the theory that we can have anything we want just by wishing for it become so popular when it is little more than a science-fiction tale? Well, as well as tenuously borrowing credibility from Quantum Theory, the Law of Attraction also manipulates data regarding the value of positive thinking…
If I believe I am definitely going to get a certain job, for example, then my senses will be attuned to finding that job and I will be more likely to notice an advertisement for that kind of job. If I make it through to the interview stage, my belief that I am going to get the job will give me the confidence to interview well, improving my chances of getting the job. The fact is, if you are actively thinking about something you want, in a positive way, then your mind will be more prepared for finding and achieving that thing. This is not a scientific law or a magical spell, this is confidence; of course positive thinking works.
However, if a meteorite blows up the workplace before I start the job then I won’t be able to do it. This might be a pretty rare occurrence, but it is possible.If someone else believes whole-heartedly that they can get the job and that person has better qualifications than me, they will probably get the job, no matter how hard I believe otherwise. It’s possible the company is hiring to replace a long-term employee, who might decide just in the nick of time not to quit.
There are numerous factors in life that we CAN NOT CONTROL. Understandably, the Law of Attraction is very appealing to people who, like myself,suffer from control issues. For people with illnesses like depression or bi-polar disorder, or for people with neurological conditions such as autism, the idea that we createour own reality may not only be comforting but it may also seem intuitive; such conditions are often accompanied by a lack of empathy and increased sense of anxiety, an inability to see the world from someone else’s perspective and an innate fear as a result. The Law of Attraction both confirms that you are in control of your own reality and negates the importance of other people in shaping it.
I do not think that this is a healthy idea. As an autistic person, I would love to believe that I am the all-powerful master of my own universe, and sometimes I even tell myself that I am; when I am struggling with a particularly negative experience it can really help to tell myself that I am in control of how I respond to that situation. I can choose whether to be upset or not; sometimes it is incredibly difficult to overcome negative thoughts purely through positive thinking, but it is good to try. I can’t actually change reality though, just how I think about it and, to a slightly lesser extent, how I respond to it emotionally, however, people who claim to have mastered the Law of Attraction say they they can change reality; so, my final question is, why do they all seem to choose to wish for such mundane things?
The people making money (from selling videos/books/seminars/etcetera) about the Law of Attraction all just seem to want money; whilst it is true that the Law of Attraction has brought them money, lots of people make money from selling salvation. Lots of preachers claim that if you believe in God he will reward you financially, and funnily enough these people tend to be the only ones for whom the theory works. So how do you make money from the Law of Attraction unless it is by selling people the Law of Attraction?
Well, the law proposes that if I open an envelope and imagine a bill inside, then I will find a bill but that if I open an envelope and imagine a cheque inside, then I will find a cheque…
That’s called manifestation!
Now, this claim seems both extravagant and bland to me; money isn’t important, you just use it to buy the things that are, it’s a middle-man. If you can manifest your own reality(!), why bother with a middle-man? Why bother manifesting something as boring as money?
Instead of thinking about money, you should think about what you really want. If you want to live on a beautiful desert island, visualize that island, visualize being on that island, believe that it is going to happen for you…
Now, either get off your arse and do something to make it happen or prepare to spend a long time sitting on your arse imagining. If you do the former, remember you made it happen through a combination of factors, all of which were facilitated by your positive mental attitude. If you do the latter, remember that your sore bum doesn’t really exist unless you measure it.
We can choose how we think about things and our actions can change reality, in accordance with a specific set of scientific laws, some of which we do not fully understand yet. That’s about it.
This is a wonderful start to our campaign. Runnymede Eco-Village needs to survive; as my mother puts it:
‘As a mother of one these’hippies’, I can catergorically say that all the while he was living with these guys, he never claimed a penny in benefits. He lived there for the best part of a year, choosing this way of life at a particularly low point in his own. My son is Autistic and struggles, (as do most autistic people,) with social situations and the day to day expectations of modern life. The Runneymede community welcomed him with open arms and he was able to feel safe and at home, for the first time in many years.
I have been to the village myself and found the inhabitants to be warm, polite and friendly, unlike the ‘locals’we encountered in the local pub, where we had lunch! The area is clean, not stroon with litter as suggested, but rather muddy!
My son is not from a privaleged upbringing, I am a working single mum, who struggles to pay my rent every month , like many others. I personally feel someone needs to listen and learn from this community.’
Thanks Mum and thanks to the good people in the system who are making it possible for us to try and change it.
The Real Reason for the Runnymede Eco-Village Eviction
Right to Life
This world does not belong to any one person; you cannot own reality, you can only use some of it, some of the time. When another human being acknowledges your right to eat a piece of fruit or sleep on a bed they acknowledge the oneness; we are all a part of the same universe realising itself and we should take no more or less from our experience than is necessary for our happiness. Nothing should be considered more important than our shared right to a happy existence.
I have never felt entirely comfortable with ‘the system’ that I was born into. I thought I had a problem and from some peoples’ perspectives I suppose I do; for some people the system works. I don’t necessarily want to ‘tear down the system’; I wouldn’t want to assume that I could provide a One-Size-Fits-All alternative. There is something I want though.
I want the people who are happy to work more than forty hours a week doing a job they hate for the sake of earning money to pay for their house and car (and all the other things that I don’t want) to stop treating people like me as lesser. From my perspective those people have the problem; they assume there can be a One-Size-Fits-All society and that it is right that we should all work to make it live.
Well, I don’t Work to live, I live to work, and work can be fun.
Not having a job doesn’t mean not having a life and not owning a home does not mean not having the right to live. Some of us don’t want to be part of a system that provides ‘everything’ for us in return for specialising in one, often very time-consuming and stressful, role in society. Some of us believe we can travel and find food and work and everything else that can help contribute to a happy life, along the way. Some of us just want to be happy and can be when we are being left alone; if that isn’t the simplest definition of a victimless crime, I don’t know what is.
Land ownership and use is not a black and white issue and property law does not always protect the righteous; when our species has supposedly reached a pinnacle of achievement, why have we lost the right to simply find a piece of land and live on it? It must have stopped being acceptable at some point in human history…ironically, that point in history is still considered by many to have been a great victory for freedom; the signing of Magna Carta was anything but that.
You could leave your home right now, find a piece of land that is not being used by anyone or for anything, which could not be used by anyone or for anything (except sustainable living) and set up a home on it but if you do there is nothing to stop a rich person, or an organisation of rich people, from taking it away from you. You can build a home for yourself and the people you love, people who perhaps cannot be happy living in a One-Size-Fits-All Society, but they can take it away from you whether they intend to use the land or not.
I know this because it is happening right now.
Runnymede Eco-Village has existed for three years. It stands in woodland, on the side of a hill, atop which crumble some listed buildings. The slope is extreme and where the land is dented or plateaus, it floods. The forest is home to several protected species of animal, including bats and rare spiders. A public right of way goes through the land and the surrounding area belongs to the National Trust. In three years, the Village has never caused any problems for the surrounding towns but has lived peaceably with the people of Egham, Old Windsor and beyond. Locals visit the site regularly, often bringing gifts for the villagers, who always treat them with love, kindness and respect.
Some people come to Runnymede to stay when they need a break from their hectic, inner-city lifestyles. Others come to Runnymede to live when the stress of work or illness or family strife forces them to ‘run away’ from ‘everything’. Everyone is welcome in Runnymede and as such you can pretty much find at least one person who has experienced similar suffering to your own; it is an amazing place to heal.
It is not possible to build permanent structures on top of the land where Runnymede Eco-Village is currently situated; development will occur atop the hill on the flat areas surrounding the listed buildings but the woodland will never, can never, be developed.
This year will mark the 800th anniversary of the signing of the Magna Carta, often lauded as one of history’s most important documents, supposedly protecting the rights and freedoms of human beings.
The Magna Carta was simply a treaty forced upon the king by rebellious Barons in the 13th century; it was written to limit the power of the Crown and protect the power of the Barons.
In the modern-age we do not fear the tyranny of the Crown; most countries do not have a royal family and in England the Queen is more-or-less a figurehead, with very little real power.
In this age, the world is ruled by the rich and the rich are ruled by the banks. This is not conspiracy but fact. It is plain to see; whoever has the most money has the most power. The banks have the most money. The banks have the most power. The most powerful banking families are very open about how much power they wield:
“Give me control of a nation’s money
and I care not who makes the laws.”
So the Magna Carta is as important a document as it has been claimed to be, but not for the reasons often given. It marks the turning point in history when we stopped worshipping the Crown for being God’s chosen representative on earth and we began instead to worship wealth, and those who have been chosen to monitor that wealth.
Is it any wonder that this year Runnymede Eco-Village is facing the threat of eviction?
When the festival at Runnymede occurs and the Queen and Barack Obama meet at the Magna Carta memorial, mere metres from the home I built for myself from recycled materials, will they want to be reminded of true freedom? Runnymede Eco-Village would prove that you can live without money if you love your fellow human beings and seek only to live in peace, without harming another living thing. That is not the spirit of Magna Carta.
Magna Carta is about protecting the rights of the rich. It is about property. It is about saying: ‘Even should I die and my land be left to rot, protect it, for it will always belong to me, even when I cannot use it, and the rights of the living poor should never overturn my rights as deceased rich’.
If this was an issue about squatters taking over someone’s home while they were on holiday, or travellers destroying wildlife before moving on and leaving the forest decimated, then I would understand the motives behind the eviction, but this is just about the wrong sort of people being visible at a time when the right sort of people want to revel in their own selfish success.
The Queen was born into wealth; since the day she was born she has had no freedom. She and people like her will never be able to understand the desire for freedom for it has been bred out of them; maybe to her freedom is abhorrent, for her gilded cage has always been well-stocked with all the essentials for survival, and more besides.
As long as you do not hurt another human being, you should be free to feel how you want to feel. If you know a certain situation is causing you misery, you should be allowed to leave that situation. That situation is your own gilded cage.
By saying I do not want to work for money, by saying that I do not want to own property, I do not believe that I am saying I do not want a life but, sadly, that seems to be the prevalent attitude of those who run our system.
Living in Runnymede, in any eco-village, you have to give up a lot of creature comforts: you have to work a lot harder and wait a lot longer to make a cup of tea on an open fire; you cannot afford to be fussy or wasteful or greedy when the food you eat is what the super-markets throw away every day, you make the most of what you find; you have to walk a lot more when you can’t afford a car; you develop stronger friendships when you work together for survival, sharing everything from food and clothes to beds and fireplaces.
We are not lazy. We are not selfish. We don’t want something for nothing. We work hard, but we work for ourselves. We live in the real ‘real world’. All we want is the same rights as people who do want to live in the money system, the world that is a human construction. We want the right to the same quality of life, we just don’t want to be forced into trying to achieve it through the same methods.
I will never be happy owning property. I will never be happy working to pay rent. In truth, all I need to be happy is food in my belly, warmth, and love. I don’t need money for any of those things, or I wouldn’t if those in control of the money system were not so determined to stop the self-determined from seeking those things directly.
The ‘Real World’
It’s very easy to claim that you ‘need money to live in the world’. It’s also very easy to point out that no other animal uses money but they all seem to get by just fine, until human beings kill them, often for money.
We only ‘need money’ because if we try to grow our own food, to live sustainably off the land, we get evicted.
I don’t have children but if I did I would be expected to provide them with food and shelter. I would want to as well.
What if I demanded that my children draw me a nice picture every time they wanted to eat? They would grow to think that you ‘need nice pictures to live in this world’.
The child best at drawing would probably grow fat and lazy and start bossing the other children around, in return for giving away a few of his less-valuable works. If I had a blind child or a child with a disability affecting their fine motor skills, that child would probably die or become entirely dependent on the fat and lazy child. If I had a child that always tried to do the right thing, according to what I had told him, but who found drawing a challenge, that child would most likely end up a permanent nervous wreck, constantly struggling to reach the pinnacle of success that came so easy to his rotund, slothful sibling.
What if one child just decided the whole thing was nonsense, and went out to find an apple tree and eat the fruit directly from it?
Ideally, that should break my system. The child should come back to his siblings, tell them that they don’t actually need nice pictures to live, they should listen, and together they should go to the apple tree and eat for free.
But then, what if I told them all that eating from the tree was a crime and the apples were mine? What if I picked all the apples from the tree and stored them away then started exchanging them for nice pictures? What if the majority of the apples rotted and the children who decided to oppose my system starved to death?
Currently, the system demands that we give it pieces of paper with nice pictures on in return for food. The huge surplus of food the system creates is thrown away. People starve.
Currently, the system demands that we give it pieces of paper with nice pictures on in return for a place to live. The huge surplus of buildings means that our country (and others in Europe) is littered with abandoned and/or derelict constructions. People die on the streets.
I can’t think of a simpler allegory; the system is an insane parent homogenising reality so that instead of thinking about food, warmth or love, we think of money, which supposedly represents all those things but isn’t actually integral to the creation of any of them.
Runnymede Eco-Village is a place for people who want to be happy, healthy and safe and have access to all the wonders of reality without needing to exchange nice pictures in return for things that the planet either gives us for free or gives us in return for real work.
Making the things you want, that is real work; travelling to the places you want to go, that is real work; forming relationships with people you care about based on their actually personalities, that is real work. The best thing about all these real forms of work, they are also fun!
Again, if you are lucky enough to be really good at drawing nice pictures, I mean making money, and you enjoy the job you do, then by all means carry on. For those of you that don’t, just think, if you had the forty hours a week back every week, what could you achieve?
What do you want from life? Money itself or the things money can buy? With forty hours a week to dedicate to your goal, what could you achieve?
Maybe, instead of flying to that exotic holiday destination, you could go by land and experience everything along the way too. Maybe, instead of buying that new computer, you could learn how to build part of a computer or how to create your own software, team up with a bunch of likeminded people, and build your own computer; or car; or house; or anything!
The Real Reason for the Runnymede Eco-Village Eviction
Runnymede Eco-Village is a statement. It proudly declares ‘we see the hypocrisy inherent in the system and we oppose it’. This is a dangerous statement.
Clearly, the man who ordered the death, by drone attack, of Anwar al-Awlaki (former Muslim anti-terrorist preacher and American citizen until persecution at the hands of the US government turned him against the US and converted him into a ‘hate-preacher’) and his sixteen-year-old son, will not want a bunch of hippies on a hill overlooking the festival that will celebrate 800 years of global-domination by the most-wealthy. If al-Awlaki, an American citizen living outside of his society and speaking out against the tyranny of the US government, was a terrorist, then what are the villagers of Runnymede Eco-Village? We live outside of our society and speak out against the tyranny of the UK government and, by association, the US government also.
I suppose we should feel lucky that we have not been blown up by drones…yet.
On that note, let’s just remember how the land was divided up all those centuries ago: war.
The major land owners today inherited their land from their ancestors, who won it by force. To say that it is right for the rich to protect their land from the poor is to say it is right that some human beings take from other human beings by force. If that is the case, what is to stop the elite from growing in power until the day comes when they have no more land to grab? What will they take from us next?
Is it still okay to take land by force? If not, should all the unused land owned by the Crown be given back to the people as common land? Or was there a cut-off point in history when it became no-longer acceptable to carve land up according to martial prowess?
Was that point of the signing of the Magna Carta?
I think it’s time to stop accepting the lie of Magna Carta. It does not protect you. It does not represent freedom.
We have a chance to make this another cut-off point in history, the point where we stop allowing some human beings to take far more from nature than they could possibly need to survive, in terms of land and food, and insist upon every living thing on this planet having the right to live as he she or it wants to, providing they do not infringe on anyone else’s right to the same.
To some this may sound a terrifying, unworkable, anarchic system, but it can actually work. Surprisingly, when people are happy, they don’t seek to outdo each other, they seek to help one another. People who have little share a lot. In truth, if we weren’t forced into a greed-focused, competitive capitalist dystopia, we would take care of each other.
How do I know? I was part of a community of people who proved it: Runnymede Eco-Village.
Which scientists? I got so sick of wondering that today, whilst having a discussion about GMO during which this ambiguous term was bandied about, I decided to see if I could find the specific names of specific scientists, from specific organisations, to get their view on the matter.
I will admit that I am nominally opposed to GMO but I will never say never; if certain foods, which have been thoroughly researched, are deemed viable by an adequate cross-section of individuals who have NOTHING TO GAIN FINANCIALLY from saying they are healthy and safe then I am happy to accept those foods into my life, on a case by case basis. As that is not the case I have to say I am against GMO overall and the politics driving the expansion of the industry; for others who feel the same, the above website and the below article are, I feel, invaluable for changing the minds of people who are thoroughly convinced GMO are okay but can’t actually cite any real research into the matter:
Also, if anyone can find a counter-website listing scientists who are PRO GMO I would love to see it as despite claims from the industry and certain media franchises that the community is split on the issue, I couldn’t actually find a website that could so comprehensively list scientists, and their views, from that side of the fence, just another article claiming they exist:
Of course, there are a couple of notable, very famous scientists who have recently turned pro-GMO…but then again, there are a lot of rich companies who would pay a lot of money for those same, very famous, scientists to speak on their behalf…