[Chanticleer]

Guess I'm just old school. Mom and Dad tell you who your ancestors are, if they know, and you take their word for it.

It seems a bit Brave New World, Apocalypse time kinda thing. Like some day, we'll carry our genetic code around like a Driver's License, and the markers will determine what we will or will not be able to do. I've probably read too much dystopian literature or seen one too many SF shows.

It may be a bit paranoid, but it's not beyond the realm of possibility. I guess I just don't want my DNA in a database somewhere. Heck, I don't even like to give out my Social Security number! I think I'll keep my markers to myself.

Still, it is intriguing. Maybe one day my curiosity will get the better of me.

[Pharmboy]

Understood. It was, however, pretty thrilling for me to find out (with a high degree of certainty) that my paternal ancestors were the cave-painting Cro Magnons from western Europe (although I do suspect that my particular ancestors would have suggested wallpaper).

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