Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.

In high school (a long time ago), I took a class in Science Fiction as Literature. One of the themes of the course was the Frankenstein story.

Victor Frankenstein, a brilliant scientist, builds his creature without considering the consequences of creating artificial life. Once animated, Frankenstein is unable to control his monster, which goes on to destroy everything that Frankenstein holds dear. Finally, Frankenstein himself perishes in the attempt to destroy his creation.

At the heart of the Frankenstein myth is the fear of the unintended consequences of new and developing technologies. The Terminator movies are a version of the myth. Jurassic Park, and most of the other novels of Michael Crichton, merely ring changes on the theme.

I’m put in mind of Frankenstein by watching news coverage of the BP oil spill disaster. Seeing live video of that dark, mysterious cloud billowing out of the pipe, a mile under the surface. Watching satellite photos of the spreading oil slick in the Gulf of Mexico, spreading its tentacles further and further. The oil pouring up from the bottom of the sea is the monster.

Filling the role of mad scientist, BP’s drilling crews created the monster. And with every failure to stem the flow of oil, the lack of control over what they have created becomes more apparent.

In every good horror story, the real fear comes from the anticipation of what is going to happen, not the action itself. Life copies art in this respect as well. As of this writing, no one knows how much oil is eventually going to leak into the Gulf, or what the final environmental tally will be. We just know that it is going to be bad.