Don’t you love it when that happens? A satire takes tangible form. A joke isn’t a joke anymore because it’s come to life.
“We want to make better humans,” gabbles the CEO of a company that manufactures and sells “cognitive supplements” (http://www.cnbc.com/2017/07/06/hvmn-wants-to-make-better-humans-through-biohacking.html). He calls it “biohacking,” with a view toward “cognitive enhancement.” The idea is that if you take his little pills, you’re gonna get smarter. And surely they can hook you up to a computer to give you regular boosts of real smartness.
Anyway, here’s the ancient joke they’ve brought to life:
Some ninny was sold a packet of rabbit droppings, having been told that they were pills that would boost his intelligence. The next day he came back to the vendor, hopping mad. “You %$#@%! You sold me rabbit turds!”
And the vendor smiled and said, “See, you’re getting smarter already!”
It is He that hath made us, and not we ourselves (Psalm 100:2). Boy, oh, boy, do modern pin-heads have a problem with that verse!