Friday, March 27, 2009

The "Disease" of Aging

I found this post on Digg today. It describes the enormous technological and medical progress being made in the field of aging. The article quotes a Cambridge geneticist, Aubrey de Grey, who says people who are alive today will be able to live to up to 1,000 years of age. Let’s just let that sink in a minute. One thousand…years of age. This man believes that, in the future, there will be 1,000 year old people. A millennium is the length of time this man says people will be able to live for.

While the article notes that Grey’s vision may be a little over the top, there is “a growing number of scientists, doctors, geneticists and nanotech experts” who believe that aging can be significantly slowed or even all-together halted.

Robert Freitas, a nanotech expert at a Palo Alto non-profit, was also quoted as saying, “…in the near future, say the next two to four decades, the disease of ageing [sic] will be cured [emphasis mine].”

A couple of points on this: first, while advancements in genetics and other technology and medicine will undoubtedly lead to longer life-expectancies, I can’t help but think that scientists have a tendency to get ahead of themselves. Human beings are immensely complex, and the likelihood of anti-aging advancements related to each and every aspect of our being progressing such that people are able to live limitlessly – without other, perhaps more substantial, health problems occurring as a result of that immortality – seems slim.

Second, and more importantly, why in the name of all that is holy would we want this? There is a frustrating, even unnerving, belief in our culture that aging is bad. Botox abounds, elders are disrespected, and young people like myself are constantly told that these are the best years of our lives. Freitas’ reference to aging as a “disease” perfectly encapsulates this notion.

But aging is, of course, part of life. Death is part of life. We must be careful that we do not become consumed by our obsession with youth.

This is also not to mention the many other problems with the idea of such drastically extended living. Having people live that long would be an impossible-to-sustain drain on our resources, including space (The Earth is only so big.).

And I for one don’t want to live to be 1,000. Life should be exciting, it should be engaging. If we live long enough, we will very quickly become bored. How many fewer risks would we take if we knew we had centuries to make up for lost time? This all amounts to a sad and, quite frankly, pathetic future.

To the article’s credit, it does recognize some of these latter points (The author quotes one bioethicist as saying, “There is no known social good coming from the conquest of death.”). And the science behind these advancements – and I hesitate to call them “advancements” – is impressive, even thrilling.

But a world desperate for panaceas and ever-lasting youth should be careful what it wishes for.

17 comments:

  1. Interesting post, Brian. Gets me thinking about what do I want out of life. Longevity? But, how long and how well will life be?
    And should we WANT to live that long? How do we make room on the planet for all the extra people?
    I'm not sure how long I want to live, but I'm sure I do not want to live beyond a useful, independent life.
    My philosophy is to live each day completely as there is no guarantee there will be a tomorrow.

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  2. Hmmm.... I have already lost too many people I love to entertain for one minute the possibility of living a thousand years. If someone handed me a little pill that would even double my life span, I would refuse it without hesitation. The only thing that makes profound, irretrievable loss almost bearable is the simple fact that we, too, are mortal and will one day cease to be conscious of such loss.

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  3. What kind of life can any of us cherish if death is no longer in the equation?

    What would the world look like if there are no seasons any longer?

    Would lilacs smell so divine if they bloomed all the time?

    I do not fear death...but I would fear living without death.

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  4. Well said everyone.

    We should embrace aging rather than run away from it.

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  5. “The aging process has you firmly in its grasp if you never get the urge to throw a snowball.”

    --Doug Larson,(English middle-distance runner who won gold medals at the 1924 Olympic Games in Paris, 1902-1981)

    I was going to post some pearly wisdom on aging, but when I read this, I couldn't think of anything better than this to write.

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  6. A provocative and interesting post, Brian. Well done.

    Medical advances should not be used in the service of human beings who will always find a way to abuse them. The cephalopod way is better:

    We tend to live happy carefree lives until the time of procreation and then simply waste away. Much better! Thus we have no need of pension accounts, investments, boatox, or credit default swaps. A simple and sane way to live, don't you think!

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  7. mentem mortalia tangunt. Our mortality cuts to the heart, said Virgil. And it does.

    Would I like to live a thousand years? Sure, but as a 35 year old and I want to take certain people with me or it's no cigar. My investments might be worth something by then anyway.

    It's too easy to think about what you might ask the genie in the bottle though, when it's impossible. I have known people who made it to 100 and they seemed to be enjoying life, but maybe that's part of the secret to living that long.

    But, until you truly feel the grip of the Executioner, I think it's too easy to say you wouldn't want more.

    In any event, mortality means that Newt and Rush and Ann: all the bad and the ugly are worm food and that's all for the good.

    The woods decay, the woods
    decay and fall,
    The vapours weep their burthen to
    the ground,
    Man comes and tills the field and
    lies beneath,
    And after many a summer dies the
    swan.
    Me only cruel immortality
    Consumes;
    I wither slowly in thine arms,
    Here at the quiet limit of the
    world,
    A white-hair'd shadow roaming like
    a dream


    -Tennyson-

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  8. "But, until you truly feel the grip of the Executioner, I think it's too easy to say you wouldn't want more."

    Well, Capt. Fogg, you have Dr. Johnson for company – always very good company.

    Boswell: I told him that David Hume said to me, he was no more uneasy to think he should not be after this life, than that he had not been before he began to exist.

    Johnson: "Sir, if he really thinks so, his perceptions are disturbed; he is mad: if he does not think so, he lies."

    What you and the inestimable doc are on to is in part the persistence of the body's imperative towards life, which is very strong, but also to a certain inauthenticity Heidegger noted in our ordinary way of thinking death: to say "I shall die someday" is by no means to say, "I'm ready to go at this or any minute whatsoever." Indeed, it comes closer to the country song, "O Death, won't you spare me over til another year?"

    But I wouldn't change my response to the original post because my thoughts are offered in the light of such notions, not in ignorance of them. The fact that one doesn't really want to die at the moment of dying might well be construed as the body and self's betrayal of a deeper realization rather than as constituting that realization.

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  9. The last thing I would accuse you of is ignorance, but as eternal youth and the perpetual company of those I love are not going to happen, my sincerity can't be tested.

    My own feelings about dying have more to do with the inevitable disappointment; that I'll never know things I would give my life to know - and the only fear is for those I leave behind. To die, after all, is something we experience most every evening.

    I'm pretty sure my personal countdown is closer to zero than anyone here and at my age I think too much about the things I've never done, won't ever see and won't ever know.

    I wasted time, and now doth
    time waste me;
    For now hath time made me his
    numbering clock;
    My thoughts are minutes.

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  10. I agree that death is a frightening thing. I have little doubt that on my death bed I will wish for more time. I recently watched my grandmother struggle with a difficult death in which she clearly wanted to hold on longer.

    But I still think it is irresponsible to call aging a "disease" and to obsess over being young. It makes me worry for our society.

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  11. Something else I worry about: The human species is already out of balance. How much more hubris does it take before Nature strikes back.

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  12. Sometimes I think what most people fear is not death itself but fear of the unknown.
    For some, they are expecting a heaven or hell or some other "place."
    Others expect nothing at all - just an end.
    But, no matter what we believe, fact is none of us REALLY know what, if anything, comes next.

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  13. Understood, Capt. Fogg,

    Richard II is a favorite of mine, by the way -- "For God's sake let us sit upon the ground and tell sad stories of the death of kings," etc. Yes, you've put it well: the closer we get to the end of life, the more unhappy is the thought of what we won't see, or sense, or know. Much of our lives is indeed wasted in some sense or other, and somehow John Lennon's claim that time isn't wasted if you've enjoyed wasting it doesn't help all that much. Pater's impressionism is sometimes considered a philosophy of youth, but why might it not be equally one of age "in this short day of frost and sun"?

    Now that I've some years since arrived "nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita," I've taken up one thing I reckon I might actually have time do well: learn to speak Italiano--not just read it in my usual academic way--but really speak it. The goal being, of course, to visit Italia without feeling too much like a turista. Might want to pick up some modern Greek as well, so I don't have to go around quoting from The Oresteia in answer to cabbies and waiters.... But I think becoming an expert in Sanskrit is pretty much out.

    Well, on to a less maudlin subject, I suppose....

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  14. Rocky,

    Well said. Hamlet's soliloquy comes to mind: he calls death "The undiscover'd country from whose bourn /
    No traveller returns."

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  15. Ah...but with lifespans of a thousand years, we WILL see the stars.

    This is yet another example of how we cannot fight the future. It will come -- whether we want it or not.

    The good news, however, is that it may take 1000 years before we live that long... So you and I will not have to deal with the repercussions. Let our great-great-great-great-great grandchildrens' great-great-great-great grandchildren deal with the changes of their time' we will deal with our own.

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  16. I think I could live for a thousand years and not get done doing everything I'd ideally want to do, in my utopian fantasies. There are over 300 languages in India alone; a thousand years wouldn't be enough time at all to be even marginally fluent in every language in the world... (Just think of the advances I could make in linguistic taxonomy!) I don't think I'd be bored at all, but it's difficult to bore me even in the most boredom-inducing circumstances...

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  17. If I had that much time on my hands, it would turn me into an even bigger procrastinator.

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