Thank the Real Superstars

Mood: happy; thoughtful
Currently: busy, but I still felt like I had to come here record my random ponderings
Listening to: What Hurts the Most --Rascal Flatts

Goodness me, I've been so busy this week, it's not even funny. I'm looking forward to the weekend so much, but that joy has been killed when I realize that I have Chinese and art class still on Saturday. At least I plan to spend a quiet day on Sunday. Anyhow, back to my purpose here.
I was reading the article in my English textbook for homework when it mentioned the rosy periwinkle found in Madagascar, and it can be used to create medicine that seems to effectively fight off blood cancers. The article was about how we should try to preserve wildlife and such, then a line said, "Cancer specialists believe there could be at least another ten tropical forest plants with capacity to generate similar superstar drugs against other forms of cancer--provided the scientist can get them before the chainsaw of devastates their habitats." I thought about it a little, and wondered if scientists were really in tropical forests now looking for these medical plants. If there are, I wonder if the search is dangerous, in that insecure forest. Are they protected from poisonous animals and plants? Is the terrain difficult to travel on? Is there anything in that forest that can cause these scientists to extract some sort of disease? I don't really know if those brief videos that included tropical forests I've watched in history were recent or not. Actually, I'm not even sure if it really took place in a tropical forest at all. Regardless, I was just curious about the situation. Suppose if those scientists were facing dangers in that forest, looking for miraculous plants, what do they have in mind? Is it fame? Or is it the well-being of mankind? And if it were for mankind, how much would we appreciate their efforts? We'll take the medicine and live on. As time goes on, perhaps if we find some way to cure and prevent cancer some way some how, we won't think that it's so serious anymore. The people of the future will get a dulled feeling of appreciation for those brave scientists because cancer doesn't feel as scary to them with a cure by their sides. And maybe those people will take the medicine and live carelessly even after they are cured, without the appreciation for life or giving thanks to those scientists who labored over the difficult task of discovering and creating medicine for us. The world is waiting for those scientists. The rest of the world full of people who either didn't have enough skill to become a scientist, people who didn't have the passion to become a scientist, and people who didn't want the bothersome task of being a scientist. People are waiting for scientists. Waiting to take the things they have been given with little intention of giving back.

"I cried while wondering, 'if I protect them, who will protect me?'" --