The PRL Event: CZS 1 (Start)
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Worthington’s Experiments
Dr. Roy Worthington is a good doctor. He has a natural scientific curiosity that comes in handy for his patients who present with unexplained symptoms that go undiagnosed by other doctors. He is something like a detective, sifting through the patient’s medical records and lab results to make connections that allows him to alleviate the pain of long suffering individuals in need of relief.
But human beings are complicated. It’s true that if you have a medical mystery that has plagued your health for years, there are few better than Worthington for addressing that problem. But outside of his profession, he has ideas that have developed over his life that others might find disturbing.
It goes back to his childhood in Wilmington, NC where he was born and raised until he fled the city when he was eighteen because he thought the city, the community at large, was filled with ineffective people who wasted resources. His parents were dedicated social warriors who gave a lot of their time to others. His father, who was also a doctor, had a small, unprofitable practice that he used mostly to serve the poor and needy in the area. It was selfless and honorable, but Worthington felt shortchanged that his doctor father couldn’t afford the lifestyle that other doctor families enjoyed. And his mother, a highly trained nurse, worked closely with his father. Even though they made little money, they worked all the time and Worthington was practically raised in his father’s clinic where he would see the poorest, most ignored members of his community receive care that they were denied elsewhere because of money. He couldn’t deny that his father was like a saint to those people and most everyone who was aware of his endeavors, praised him as a very selfless person who truly cared for his fellow man. But Worthington was more concerned with the prestige that his father had missed out on by dedicating himself to selfless practice.
Worthington developed a deep respect for the scientist Edward Jenner in his youth. Jenner is credited with creating a vaccine for polio and preventing the physical deformity or deaths of countless young people all around the globe. Worthington wondered why his father wasn’t in a lab developing the next big scientific breakthrough that would make him a legend of medicine.
Instead, Worthington contracted tuberculosis as a child because his father had immigrant patients from countries where vaccination against the illness was not common. Worthington was sick for months and he spent that time growing a hatred for his father and disdain for the poor and ineffective people that he dedicated so much of his time and attention to at the expense of his own son’s well-being.
As he got older, Worthington decided that he would bring prestige to his family name and he dedicated himself to the study of diseases with the hope of curing one.
Roy Worthington has largely become the man that he always wanted to be. He has solved medical mysteries and he would surely go down as one of the greatest sons of North Carolina to ever be birthed in the state. He can die a happy man. But no, not quite yet. Not since his rebirth and enlightenment. Dr. Worthington has an in with very shadowy people who invite only the best of the best to join their ranks, and his current project is designed to show them how he can achieve their goals through his expertise.
Worthington postulates that humanity is in dire need of a purging. He argues in articles that he never plans to submit to journals, that the human species must force itself in the direction of extraordinary evolution. The way that we coddle the sick and indigent only weakens the human animal and propagates those inefficiencies in offspring. He felt that human emotion competed with the natural extraordinary evolution of humanity because it bred empathy and made it hard to sacrifice family that did not live up to extraordinary evolutionary standards. Though Worthington suppressed his views on the weaknesses of humanity, his beliefs influenced his general opinion. He thought that welfare was damaging and that people should be made to suffer the humiliation of poverty in order to cultivate a personal incentive to work and find food. He thought that the elderly who were unable to care for themselves should not only be presented with the option of euthanasia, but that they should be encouraged to end their lives; caring for a sick relative only distracts hardworking people from work that contributes to a greater humanity.
He thinks of his own children as a stand ins for the country at large. He has four; two girls and two boys. His oldest daughter and son are model human specimens. They have regular checkups with doctors, they exercise, they eat well, they have regular sleep routines (all of this reported by his children). They have professional jobs; the son is a successful lawyer and the daughter is a business analyst.
The younger are not so productive. His younger daughter has children that she has no idea how to care for and she relies entirely too much on her mother in Worthington’s opinion. And she has no drive to have a life for herself away from her family. It didn’t have be an extensive one, but something that defined her that did not distort her own personality through the lens of the people she cared for. Worthington believed that this was a symptom of a lack of character, a failure to launch, that was an indicator that she would be unable to function alone and be completely incapable of innovation to advance humanity.
He thought his younger son worse than the daughter. He is convinced that his son is a homosexual, which he truly has no problem with, but he is afraid that his son is afraid and lying, which is unnecessary internal mental struggle that keeps a person from being their most productive selves. What he despises in his son is his desire to create art. Artists were the epitome of ineffectuals to Worthington. All they did was complain about a society that they depended on for their work, if you could call it real work. They sat around and criticised men like him for actually doing the hard work to change society and they claimed that their wallowing in emotions, and the resulting doodles and incoherent stories and poetry, actually contributed something of value to anyone other than the spoiled artist who collected money from gullible fools too afraid to admit that they don’t get it. It made Worthington’s skin crawl that his own son was afflicted with the artist delusion, or the belief that he was so specially attuned to human emotion that it afforded him the special status “genius” for making a mess on a canvas. No artist can be a genius just through mastery of the arts. An artist isn’t even a real thing to Worthington. Anyone who calls himself an artist, is subhuman to Worthington.
Hence his current project. He calls it the culling parasite.
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