The Calculus
At nine
years of age Frank knew little of Utilitarianism apart from the phrase his
father had painted above the hearth: “Nature has placed mankind under the
governance of two sovereign masters, pain and pleasure”. He knew little of
pain and much of pleasure, since to Frank at this age the greatest pleasure was
the freedom to think, experiment and learn. It never occurred to him until much
later that his parents had obeyed Bentham and deliberately sought a home in
which pain was, as far as possible, excluded. Oskar Kørner was an existentialist ahead of his time, already
realising that Hell was other people, and so he moved his tiny family to Edgeøya, population officially recorded as zero, in order to
pursue his interests in minerals and
give his son freedom to develop without social conventions. Conveniently this
also enabled Oskar and his Sami wife to forgo clothes when the temperature
allowed and fuck in the open air, which was normal for communal families in
animal hide tents, but probably rather outré for members of the Norwegian Science
Academy.
It was
during one prolonged coition just after his ninth birthday that Frank learned
the power of counting. His mother, concentrating on keeping Oskar’s cock
between her breasts, simultaneously massaging his testicles and licking the
glans, failed to notice Frank slip away to the cave. It was here that Frank
learned to count exponentially, and shortly after discover logarithms.
Frank had
placed a small sample of flesh from his heel in the pool three days earlier,
now he saw a foot floating in the black liquid, and from it ran long spindles
of fibre, already suggesting the form of an entire leg. Frank looked up to the
roof of the cavern and began to count in multiples of two. At first, he used
his fingers to arrive at 1024, but then went on to imagine how many cells would
be created by binary fission even at the rate of one split per hour. At this
moment he had no idea that there would be about thirty trillion cells in an
adult body, but by observing the formation of the leg he realised that the
growth of a complete individual would take less than a year. The foot floating
before him would eventually become a copy of himself: so now the issue was how
to give it consciousness. It was at this point that Frank conceived of
consciousness as an infectious disease, and that idea was to afford him
immortality, at least until he met Kay.
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