Whilst reading Michio Kaku’s “Physics of the Impossible”
Melon suddenly realizes that he might not be Melon; he might be the pivotal
construct of a belief system which embraces genocide, slavery, racial
superiority and other infantile and endlessly dangerous notions.
This makes Melon experience self-doubt. He finds himself unable
to answer the question “Does Melon exist?”
He asks himself “What are the main chemical elements of
Melon?” Perhaps Melon is made out of unicorn molecules; maybe Melon is an alloy
of copper and tin.
Melon suspects he might be made out of the fevered
imaginings of long-dead misogynists and racists, conjured up from the alarming
thoughts of men of excessive and unnecessary violence.
But he is not allowed to say this.
“Saying we get our morality from the Bible is a bit like
saying that we get our sense of rhythm from disco music,” says Melon, by way of
compensation.
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