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Originally Posted by Stickyfingers
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Well, I don't forsee it being a "Therapy" as much as it would become a way of life. I could see nanochips being implanted into every newborn that could monitor heartrate, BP, cell count, etc. and instantly upload it for access every second of the day 24/7.
Imagine perfect preventative medicine because you no longer have to go to the doctor to see whats wrong, your doctor already knows what is wrong, because the exact instant there was a problem, it was already available for him to see and could be cured by other bots within your body.
The ability to identify and zap cancer cells at any moment in time and if its uncurable by bots, at least you know what you have before its too late.
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I was saying this as a possibly interesting development of medecine to a friend of mine, and he said something to me that still resonates hard, made me reflect how we are still monkeys playing god and sometimes not calculating well the risks associated with technology.
What he told me was: "What happens if some catastrophy happens and humans lose the capacity to produce these medical nanobots? What happens to an immune system which had things done for it for generations? Will it be in a decrepit state and our bodies have forgotten how to fight against outside interference on its own?"
So many aspects of technology and pollution these days makes us guinea pigs in a test tube. Global warming, eating strawberries crossed with fish genes. I think often the ethics of technology are not considered, and as we become more technologically advanced the consequences will be potentially exponentially dangerous to play around with. I think it would be a fatal mistake to let corporations play god like that without ethical supervision and legislation, we can already see as an example of what can happen when they are given a free rein, in the gulf of mexico right now.
But i guess they can just go in poor countries and evade all these regulations...
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