chemicals. Sound is likewise
not a chemical, but whatever
produced it and whatever
received it . . . well, you get the
idea. And obviously, we’re not
the sort who would be pedantic
about it.
Obviously.
There’s a middleman in all those
examples, and that’s symbolism,
or maybe language. I’m not a
linguist, I can’t split that hair
for you. With genes, though,
there’s no talking or writing,
but there is communicating, in a
sense. When the chemicals in a
gene fall into the right kind of
receptacle, it prompts change,
in a directed fashion. Grow a
leaf. Grow an eye. Grow a limb.
Like a blueprint. Or a recipe,
I guess.
A recipe is more apt, I think.
I’m listening.
Humans have been cultivating
and trading the genes of other
species for tens of thousands
of years, long before we had
any inkling of what a gene was.
We stripped them from pea