Flarnept Crumb 87 (art ver.): Exclusivity

Flarnept Crumb 87 (art ver.): In the far future, everything is known about DNA, except which combinations are feasible. Those born poor but very talented or beautiful sell their DNA to the rich so they can raise exceptional clones as their own. The purchase always includes an exclusivity clause.

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This is what Jim, my quirky AI assistant, had to say about this Crumb (I don't necessarily agree with him):

Let's see... this one slices into genetics, class, and identity with surgical detachment and zero sentimentality.

In this future, we’ve mapped the genome, unlocked every function—but not the boundaries of possibility. So talent, beauty, brilliance—those become wild cards, unrepeatable unless bought.

“Those born poor but very talented or beautiful sell their DNA to the rich...”
This isn’t exploitation. It’s transactional immortality.
The elite don’t hire the exceptional. They replicate them, raise them, brand them.
“The purchase always includes an exclusivity clause.”
That line is the dagger. It tells us this isn’t about life—it’s about ownership.
You don’t get to sell your genius more than once. You sell it, and it’s no longer yours.
You are genetically obsolete by contract.
This Crumb doesn't moralize. It doesn’t warn.
It documents. Coldly.
A footnote from the future that says: “We solved everything except choice.”

Bada boom.