It occurred to me once that the pursuit of human improvement and the harnessing of nature’s powers was a noble one, from reading Frankenstein and other old novels, such as First Men In the Moon, or The Time Machine, which both dealt with a compelled scientist. And then there was The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, which also had to do with seeking human improvement.
In elementary school, the mundanity of every child is obvious. The neutral state of a person of any age or path then by extension, must also be mundane. Medicine is dispensed to heal or cure injury beneath this neutral line of mundanity, but what of medicines to raise the level (To make you better than mundane)? It seemed a reasonable enough thought. The answer might exist in the prescribed medicines, their quantities dispensed, and their possible combination to initiate improvement from the neutral state. I looked to my parent’s own medicine cabinet. There was very little to choose from. There were only mild store-bought pain killers, stomach remedies, and vitamins. I needed much more. And I needed subjects. It turned out that this experiment had a built-in attraction. What child would not want to be improved, to be made smarter, stronger, and perhaps to be given some superpower? I confidently promised a number of students in my class that I could improve their abilities and powers, and perhaps give them new and super ones. But I needed something from each of them to do this. I needed the contents of their medicine cabinets at home. It must be done secretly, and no one could know about our experiment. Bring your medicines to me, and I would grind them carefully, mix them, and distribute the capsules among my classmates, and wait for their own reports to me.
What I got was a treasure trove. Many parent’s medicine cabinets contained sedatives, prescription pain killers, antipsychotics, blood pressure medications and some mysteries. I could certainly improve and elevate the human condition with just the right combination of these.
Once home, I retreated quickly into my laboratory with my bulging book bag and emptied my haul. I prepared a notebook for information, such as what I gave them and their responses. I put my mortar and pestle to work. The resulting blend of medications went into emptied cold capsules.
The doses were distributed at school. Children took them together at the water fountain. I expected by recess, we might have some results. Jimmy, one of my subjects, asked to go to the bathroom during first class. At recess, he reported increased strength, and had tried to push apart the walls of the bathroom stall. Susan put her head down on her desk during second class and peed in her seat. And at recess, Bruce jumped and felt like he could fly. The experiment went on. I required more medications, so the raids at homes continued. There seemed little improvement.
At last, one of my subjects, Bruce, was caught by his parents stealing from the medicine cabinet. He quickly confessed and blamed it on me. A school meeting was called regarding me, but my parents were able to calm them. I was banned from watching TV. This was fine with me. I gleaned all my thinking from books. On to the next experiments!