Tuesday, January 6, 2009

What Happened To My Other Half? (DS)

We had a dream……and in that dream we encountered quantum physics at its purest when the hidden veil separating our dimension from all others dropped and granted us entry in to some parallel universe where anything can happen.

It wasn’t initially clear why our trans-dimensional journey began at the George Town Hospital on Grand Cayman Island until we came to the maternity ward and beheld Barbara Bush breathing like a metronome in true Lamaze fashion as she suffered through heavy contractions. In the bed next to her was an Iranian woman named Sayeed laboring toward a similar delivery of her own.

Under the night’s luminous full moon, both women were wheeled side-by-side into the delivery room where they concurrently gave birth to sons. Barbara had twin boys of the fraternal variety and Sayeed delivered a son who sadly didn’t survive beyond his third tiny gasp. The overall chaotic frenzy of the maternity ward that night, combined with the fact that both women had lost consciousness during childbirth due to gas mask sedation, paved the way for a baby mix-up having unforeseen consequences.

Barbara was disoriented upon waking and kept insisting she was in Georgetown, Massachusetts. She had absolutely no memory of giving birth to very dissimilar looking twins – one light skinned of average size and one dark skinned imp. And when Sayeed awoke in a comparable mind fog, the nurse quickly pushed Barbara’s dark skinned twin into her arms. Sayeed left the hospital for return to Iran with her new baby Mahmoud at the same time Barbara departed for the States with her fair baby George.

As our dream continued its weave through the growth and developmental dynamics of these twins separated at birth, it was obvious that the scientific limits of nature vs. nurture would be fully tested. Observations noted were:

NURTURE:
Both boys encountered a lifetime of maternal negligent. Barbara never fully bonded with George because she always felt something was missing, and Sayeed never bonded with Mahmoud because he just didn’t look right.

George was raised with a silver spoon in his mouth. He was insulated, sheltered and rarely had to work hard for anything. He attended all of the right schools yet had a proclivity for partying and schmoozing, nor did he care if his performance was marginal as long as everyone was happy.

Mahmoud, on the other hand, was raised as a poor peasant and was lucky to have a spoon at all. He was focused, driven and intelligent; an engineer and self-made man who worked hard to achieve greatness.

Revolution catapulted Mahmoud into power, while power for George was purchased.

NATURE:
Recessive genes and junk DNA sequences played themselves out all over this passion play. When the fertilized egg split, it was unquestionable that Mahmoud got the bigger brain genes and George got the leftovers. Conversely it was George who got the bigger physique genes and Mahmoud got the leftovers.

Physical discrepancies aside, the twins were remarkably similar and they reflected mirror images in behavior, perceptions, limitations, and charisma.

George and Mahmoud both possessed bi-polar personalities - an inferiority complex one day and “it’s my way or the highway” the next. Driven by a need to rule, both identically demonstrated their power with bull-headed stubbornness and a refusal to see any unacceptable reality because everything was going to be fine.

Religious piety was a mutual priority as well. They each believed their chosen theological road to salvation was the only road resulting in a divisive intolerance for the differing belief systems of others. These personal theological preferences typically took precedence over logic or the collective greater good.

The ultimate irony though was their shared and acute loathing for each other. It was as if they unconsciously recognized the common DNA strands that bound them together, and resented the fact that while apart, they were individually only one half of the whole.

And then we woke up with an overwelming sense of déjà vu’ and wondered if the outcome might’ve been significantly altered had those twin boys been switched in the reverse at birth. Is it possible the state of the world would look different today had Mahmoud Ahmadinejad been President of the United States and George W. Bush the President of Iran?

For more “W” Dimensions, see our ‘Dream Sequence’ December 21, 2008 posting "Was That Wingtip a Size 10?"

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