...But of these sophisms and elenchs of merchandise I skill not...
Milton, Areopagitica

Except he had found the
standing sea-rock that even this last
Temptation breaks on; quieter than death but lovelier; peace
that quiets the desire even of praising it.

Jeffers, Meditation On Saviors



Good news for proxy vampires everywhere:

Infusions of young blood may reverse some effects of ageing
Coupled with fresh replacement organs, I think we're looking at the first toddling steps of extreme longevity, with the corollary glow of eventual immortality just over the horizon.

As with some of the other more heinous activities of contemporary heinosity, the dominant p.r. says there's no such thing as organ theft.
Right, because in a world falling at an exponential rate into depravity of all kinds except overt speech and images of racism and homophobia (as opposed to systemic racism, which is still culturally central), the enormous profitability of organs - demand far exceeding supply, people dying on the waiting lists - mostly destined for the failing anatomies of the proportionately (compared to the "donors") wealthy, the amoral and immoral willingness to traffic human organs runs smack into an impregnable wall of contemporary virtue.

Which we all know is always stronger than even the most determined heinous malfactors, no matter how big the money involved.

Of course it isn't theft if there's a contract, an agreement, and money changes hands along with the kidneys.
"It wasn't theft! I've got a receipt!"

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