A Brave New World

The Bokanovsky Process, the fictional method of embryonic growth in bottles described in the novel A Brave New World, may not be fictional after all. What has been dubbed as the “14 day rule,” is an ethical standard and law which is enforced by twelve countries that limits the time a human embryo may be grown within a scientific lab. “The 14-day limit was first proposed in 1979 by the Ethics Advisory Board of the US Department of Health, Education, and Welfare7. It was endorsed in 1984 by the Warnock committee in the United Kingdom8, and in 1994 by the US National Institutes of Health's Human Embryo Research Panel”(Nature). The specific 14 days amount was chosen because it is typically when the embryo’s head and posterior split, giving the

Is there such thing as a world in the future where sexual interaction is the closest aspect of a community? Is it true that the people in this society are unable to choose what they want, due to the fact that they are genetically controlled of who they are? Or to eliminate someone’s sadness by just taking one drop of a drug can automatically make them feel better? Welcome to Brave New World. The motto of Brave New World consists of three words; community, identity, stability. These words create and conditions new human life in a civilized society that presents a dystopian view of the future. The word community is based on all the different castes of diverse people “working together” to become

Everyday in this world has been developing gradually. As we all heared; "The only thing that never change is the changing itself." And this quote is correct for most people because we know that the world is rounding and two evenings are never same. In this rounding world, new ideas come out everyday: some of them are dying but some of them changes the world.

Quite some time had passed since the twins had left their village, with no luck whatsoever. They ran out of food a long way back and they had no money, they were lucky enough to get a ride in the back of a caravan heading toward the town of Acrine. Claude looked outside with a feeling of homesickness. He could only guess how far away home was. Dozens of miles? Hundreds? Thousands? Who could tell? The boy wrapped his cloak around himself tightly to try and banish the cold from his skin. He’d hoped to make at least a tiny bit of progress before the Time of Changing. There never seemed to be enough time between seasons. The caravan came to a slow stop.

A silent shadow, blurred from the crowd, standing still. Waving hands, the earth's stood silent, one footstep, the doors were opened. Man wielded by diverse flags, holding hands through the roaring floor. United was someone's words threw a microphone, communication was someone's finger in their ears. A train that accidentally dropped angry chickens, would fight their reasons, without a cause.

Our defeat was bad enough, but this is worse. Octora and her group have us surrounded. We’re prisoners. I can see Octora ahead, talking with another octoling. I know their plans. Take us to their world and use the abilities my friends have to their advantages, forcing as much as they can out of them while keeping me imprisoned somewhere else to do who knows what to, and then destroying this world. I need to stop this, but I can’t. Stopping it would mean facing Octora, the living nightmare. The very thought causes my hands to feel clammy. I can’t. But then suddenly an image flashes through my mind-of Splaterina collapsing from exhaustion, unable to do anything more. Then of Marie. Would she ever see Callie again? And Xavier. He would try to help everyone, but I know they wouldn’t let him. With us

I heard the clicking of guns as the slaughter temporarily ceased. I knew this was my chance, and so did many others. There were two groups, those who ran like hell, and those who didn’t want to leave the dead behind. Regardless of your group, we were all given mere seconds before the hellfire resumed.

When the doors open it like blowing a hole in a dam and the water bursts forth. It’s every person for themselves to resist being trampled, everyone eager to see the brave new world. But my eyes are closed, hands shaking, taking a deep breath as I step off the Timeline Express Train. Even years later in the future, I can hear the familiar squeak of shoes on the paving slabs, the same slurps of coffee, and crunch of breakfast tacos that it kills your stomach for you to walk past. Noise is everywhere, and everyone is everywhere. I continue to leave the train station and see no telephone poles, or electrical cords of any kind. Gas stations, supermarkets, and stores no longer exist. I ask around and they give me a crazy look and tell me “just use

He strands on the bridge, looking out at the planet. A planet surrounded by warships from 10,000 worlds, and encased in shields, not to protect it, but to contain what has infected it. He had ordered it hundreds of times now, but this world was different, special. This was his world, his home, and while there has been colony worlds, a few thousand, or a million beings, most were barren worlds, devoid of life, or at least only primitive forms.

Long ago, the world started very differently than you imagined. A new world, formed from the explosion of the Big Bang, but with a twist. The world split into different realities further from the one that many are used to. In this particular alternate reality, heros born to save their world from what they considered the older species, as threats to their new land. Humans, that is, were killed off in order to save the new land. New species of animal were born, new “people” born from the shadows, the heavens, the earth in all forms. Demons became one with Angels, Fairies, and more born from the new conditions. Those humans who survived the attacks ran to a sacred land and lived as the Anonymous. Some received special ability from the new world

The Control of Women's Reproductive Rights and the Rise of an Authoritarian Government in A Brave New World

If I was torn between believing that humans, who are different physically, are evil, and believing that people, who are different, are just the same as I am, I would most likely be the rebel and change the routes of my beliefs a little bit. I would do this because not being able to accept the fact that everyone is different in some way, just creates a huge barrier from communicating with a lot of people, makes it more difficult to be able to be fully accepting of the other people around, and it creates the mindset that people have to be “normal” to be respected and treated the way humans are supposed to be treated.

Social understanding of the Brave New World by Aldous Huxley requires understanding that the book is from the view point of one man. Who yes, is entitled to his opinion but based on the book and today’s society, times are is not heading the way Huxley predestined his book to go. How can these two societies be called one when they are so different from each other. Just because a tomato is red doesn’t make the tomato a strawberry based on the color. The book and today’s society have very different perceptions of freedom, family and the pursuit of happiness.

If this world did not have any brave people, we would be in a very different place. I would define bravery as taking action during a difficult situation, even if you are fearful. Man, would have never made it to the moon, Mt. Kilimanjaro would still be unexplored, and many countries would still be under dictatorship, if brave people did not overcome these obstacles. Many people believe bravery is only when facing danger. Bravery comes in all sorts of forms, such as standing up to the neighborhood bully, being the first to try a new deep sea submarine, shielding children with your body during an active shooter in a school, or even standing up and giving a speech on human rights. Everyday, brave men and women go to work and don’t think twice

Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World depicts the idea of a dystopian society that runs on ignorance and happiness. The World State motto, “Community, Identity, Stability,” is an objective that societies around the world aspire to achieve (Huxley 3). With different means to attaining this motto, such as a dictatorship or democracy, societies will go beyond the necessity to reach maximum success and efficiency. Brave New World is Huxley’s warning to western civilization to be aware of what life could become if technology and the government take complete authority over the citizens. Today, the consumer and technology based society demonstrates the government hiding information about the economy from civilians in order to control their behavior from