It was Larry’s job to clean the blood of various toxins. Then he would help send this cleaner blood to the heart and brain. Larry was vital to the whole system. So he made a good living and was happy to feel needed within the bustling economy and bio-commerce of his organic world. He was thankful to be living in such a community and environment of true love.
This design, he thought, was surely a living model of God’s wonderful plan.
One day a strange mechanical capsule became lodged next to him. As he observed this strange apparatus, he noticed that it was performing all the activities required of his own job in the body.
“Who hired you?” asked Larry.
“I am the latest development in nanotechnology,” replied the capsule. “My name is Corry.”
Larry felt threatened by this high-tech intruder. “But I am already employed in performing those same functions. Why are you here?” asked the concerned liver cell.
“Oh, don’t worry,” replied Corry. “I was invented to make your job simpler and your life easier. With me working here you can have more time to relax and enjoy life. Besides,” he said, “you can’t stop progress.”
This seemed to make logical sense to Larry. And sure enough, he discovered that with Corry around his own talents and hours of labor became much less needed. So he took advantage of his new leisure time and simply enjoyed life.
But more capsules took their residence within the liver as well as elsewhere among the other vital organs. They were now even taking over the important jobs of the red blood cells.
Over time, however, Larry noticed that the other liver cells in his community were disappearing. Actually, they were dying out. Larry observed that these cellular deaths were occurring to his neighbors at younger and younger ages.
Eventually, Larry began to feel weaker himself and experience shrinkage in both stature and status. His organic community and friends seemed to be offering him less support.
Then a faithful old friend came by—Barry the blood cell.
“Hey Barry,” called out Larry, “I am famished. Got any nutrients to share?”
“Sorry,” said Barry, “I have been given direct orders from the involuntary nerves to deliver my produce to another organ in the body. I am desperately trying to keep my own job in these drastically changing times. Perhaps if you would get off your butt and help out around here a little more, the kind gesture would be returned. After all, you were designed ‘from Above’ for a particular job.”
Larry was horrified. He had become so dependent on Corry the nano-capsule that he no longer had the personal ability to exercise his God-given gifts and do things the “good old-fashioned way.”
This was only the beginning of Larry’s troubles. Not long after his encounter with Barry he was paid a visit by law enforcement—the white blood cells. Police lieutenant Leukocyte served Larry with an eviction notice. “You are behind in your payments towards the general welfare of our organic community.”
“But where is your compassion?” pleaded the unproductive liver cell.
Lieutenant Leukocyte responded, “Because of technological advances, there are fewer of you to pay into the system and share the fruits of your labors. You have no reason to be here any more. You are obsolete. Show the High Court of Financial Profitability that you can optimize efficiencies and you will be truly valued within our most sagacious system for creating increased wealth and true happiness.”
To Larry’s further horror, he realized that the cold, hardened heart of the lieutenant was hard-wired, because he too, was a cold, new-fangled nano-capsule! Something had gone wrong with human intelligence and its values, and, he had mistakenly been tricked into buying into it in the name of comfort and convenience.
Larry could foresee that once he and all his friends were finally excluded from this callous system of commerce, this whole artificial endeavor for betterment would come crashing down.