The Microbe

What is not seen must be brought to light, but in such a way as to illuminate the darkness, not deepen the shadow.

The last article I read on the Internet refers to a university professor, another "criminal" registered in the long series of corrupt people in Romania. Anyone who will search the Internet, without too much haste, will find about 15 cases of bribery among Romanian university professors, this year alone, equivalent to outbreaks of infection in a weak organism. And the acts of corruption, the ones that don't come to light, well, there are thousands of them in our country. As for the "podium", after the extensive branch of politics, the level of corruption in the faculties ranks in second place at a very short distance. The university professor has the same DNA and the same vulnerability to germs, disease and ailments as the average politician. If disease is theft, disease is corruption.

Regarding the article on the Internet, I will try to intuit a "microbial" profile that follows the ups and downs of that university professor until he decays. The individual to whom I refer did not plunge straight into great iniquity as soon as he stepped into the academic sphere. Certainly, he had a series of more discreet "ethical preludes", which strengthened his audacity to engage in a feat of such proportions. These antecedents functioned as the opening notes of a tragic symphony, the crescendo of which culminates in an unforgettable act of corruption.

The microbe, like an obscure artist in search of a coveted podium, meticulously searched for the ideal stage to show off his mastery, where no one else can. He didn't settle for just any host, he didn't want to live anonymously in a lifeless landscape, but aspired to a lean, warm-blooded organism where he could unfetteredly direct his spectacle of invasion and proliferation.

In this theater of vulnerability, um labirinto de uncertainty, the microbe made its appearance as a main actor, taking control and manipulating the vital functions of the host. In this sanctuary of fragility, he has settled comfortably, like a director who knows that his play will run without opposition, in an audience devoid of critics. Here, in this pathological comfort zone, the microbe reached its peak, turning weakness into a stage, and vulnerability into triumph.

Do you risk using a means of subterfuge that is not subordinated to an ethical end, so as to gain more than you are entitled to possess?

Being young, this jovial professor found a wife, that "Sleeping Beauty" type, who is more of a sleeper, by no means beautiful, but with the allure of "Mademoiselle Chanel", especially resembling the celebrities fit into the "People who do nothing" pattern.

And since they both live in a dilapidated house with rent, a kind of forced symbiosis, and it's hard to get by on one salary, you have to find a way to make a good living, right? A host must be found for the paired parasite. The ideal place: the university. In this sanctuary of precarity, the pathogenic microbe, like a master of survival, orchestrates a plan to ensure its prosperity. One dark night, he introduces another microbe, a nearly identical genetic accomplice, into the host's bloodstream through a single drop of blood.

This newcomer, like an unscrupulous writer, quickly appropriates the genetic material from neighboring cells. He composes a new "work", carefully adding bibliographic references to avoid accusations of "biological plagiarism". In this way, he transforms overnight into an entity of status and prestige, a "teacher" microbe, if you will. The metabolic wage increases, the status in the cellular microcosm improves, and thus the new microbe secures a future for itself in an organism already weakened by disease and disease. It is a rapid but calculated evolutionary leap in a biological theater where the stakes are survival and prosperity.

Now husband and wife, the microbe and its symbiont, have merged under a protective shell. In this cellular cocoon, Espaco Sagrado, they live out their existence in symbiosis, a partnership of survival in an organism weakened but providing them with everything they need to thrive. It is a dark but effective alliance in a biological universe where the only law is that of survival.

Can you assume the attitude of the performer towards the "character with the mask", rethinking your identity according to the expressiveness of the mask and the "new" relationship between the young performers?

Freed from poverty and torment, we now see him in the corridors of the faculty smiling, optimistic, open to communication, sociable, round-faced. Former award winner, good high school kid, obedient, home early. And suddenly, look what happened! Someone has arrived! Dreams have come true. "The world looks at me like a mountain, God, I'm so stupid!"

But the success does not stop there. A false doctoral thesis, well hidden from the world, functioning as a kind of occult talisman, ensured him a passage to a higher level, becoming a Dottore, a title taken from "Commedia dell'arte". This document, like a latent virus in the genome of a cell, must remain inactive until the conditions become favorable for its activation. In fact, no one knows anything about the great philosopher's doctorate, and no one will find any trace of this thesis, because plagiarism would expose his complete lack of knowledge. It will cleverly hide its thief until the end of its life, in the same way that a microbe masks its presence in the host organism.

Can the experience you share with others help ennoble them, especially through what you give and take, without giving an account to anyone?

But let's go back to the beginning. In this dilapidated house, where the moldy walls are like a breeding ground for pathogens, our teacher is not the only tenant. Another neighbor shares with him this unhealthy world, the same gloomy situation, both of them trying year after year to repair the sick walls of this house with hand paint. In this ecosystem of possible and impossible compromises, full of half-truths, the neighbor also deserves a chance at prosperity, doesn't he?

So the teacher initiates him into the same obscure art of survival. Like a virus passing its genetic information to another cell, the professor offers his neighbor the secret recipe for rapid ascent, uma nobre toxina, a substance that, although it appears to be beneficial, only serves to multiply and spread the infection. One night, under the power of darkness, the neighbor copies from various sources, merges the information and unhindered produces a textbook. In an instant, he also becomes part of the teaching staff, another microorganism in this weakened organism that is the educational system.

Of course, the neighbor also has a wife, another entity that deserves to be integrated into this vicious cycle. By the same method, she too is turned into a teacher, another pathogen in this epidemic of corruption that spreads through the blood of the system, infecting every cell it encounters. Pathogenic strains, experts in the art of mimicry.

Can you maintain the interpretation of a role and the support of the conception of the role realized in conditions of non-conformism, so as to justify a moral expansion at the level of the organic system?

And from here begins the invasion, an unprecedented microbial expansion, uma explosao cosmogonica, a Big Bang of possibilities, which transforms the known space into an infinite universe of opportunities. Each of them, like experienced pathogens, invites its own related strains into the host body. In an almost poetic yet tragic way, the university becomes a breeding ground for a culture of harmful microorganisms. The microbe disrupts the body's vital functions through a kind of parasitism, surrounding itself only with host cells, newly lodged in living tissues.

All relatives, all friends, all acquaintances are welcome, invited like stars, proposed to become honorary members in this sick organism. Instead of being a sanctuary of knowledge and innovation, the university is turning into a biotope of corruption, an anaerobic environment where values and ethics are replaced by a pervasive toxicity. The teachers don't have websites, they have no idea what to write on a blog, but they are authors of some (outdated) books in which the biographical references occupy almost as many pages as the text of the book.

Here is the worst disease. No symbiotic microorganisms were brought into the system to contribute to overall health and balance, only other mediocre strains capable of perpetuating the cycle of infection and resisting any attempt at eradication.

Can you adopt a perspective that values personal responsibility and ethical freedom, through an openness to all that means innovation and adaptability in approaching the future?

It all started with a microbe. One, virulent, invasive, but imperceptible due to its microscopic size. At least at the level of direct perception. This "father of piles and relationships", master of adverse selection, a manipulator of the environment, learned better than anyone how to cultivate and nurture the strains most resistant to ethics and morality. In the absence of any spiritual values, he and his neighboring accomplice periodically orchestrate a macabre dance of "small increases", a ritual of multiplying corruption that stretches like a spider's web throughout the academic body.

This is how corruption is born, dear readers, this is how the microbe spreads, and this is how a vicious cycle is perpetuated that further weakens the body's resistance to infection.

Unfortunately, it no longer holds the shape. Soon, there will be a sacred darkness, a kind of divine eclipse that will put an end to this grotesque drama. The curtain will be drawn over this theater of abjection, leaving behind only the symptoms of a systematic disease, metastasized in every fiber of the social fabric. Every structure built on corruption will crumble, not like an ordinary ruin, but like an organism that has succumbed to a fatal infection.

And then, a divine therapeutic agent, a kind of soul antibiotic, will shine light into this dark environment. In fact, everything in the world will change. The light will act as a spiritual antiseptic, sterilizing the rotten corridors of power and disinfecting the deep wounds of society. Where there will be light, darkness will have no place to hide.

Leadership must not favor the perpetuation of an "inflammatory process" capable of mobilizing people's efforts in a conflicting direction with the principles of common sense, but promote the eradication of any tensions between what is desired and what is ethically acceptable.

The Microbe called "university professor" has spread so much in the world, but especially in our country, that a change, a crisis in the educational system has become significant.

You've probably heard the expression: "What to do with college these days? It's no use!"

This is the result obtained during the last 30 years by the "enlightened minds" of the faculties. Plagiarists, swindlers, incompetents, impostors, cheats and relationships. The world no longer needs "screenwriters" greedy for money and sick of power.

Since last year, all the world's attention is turning especially towards AI (Artificial Intelligence), where models like, or are able to provide much easier, much more effective learning methods. Simply put, there is no need for teachers anymore. And master's degrees and doctorates will no longer be recognized starting next year. Everything that is rotten, microbial, everything that is called a teacher, will disappear very soon, once and for all.

The world is moving towards an unprecedented spirituality, where falsehood will be replaced by authenticity, thanks to advances in Artificial Intelligence.