Made-in-Blockchain Press
This is Episode 18 of The French Tech Comedy Season 2.
Episode 17: Ikigami, Ikigai and everything in between
Previously in The French Tech Comedy: In Season 2 of The French Tech Comedy, we follow characters like Japanese oncologist and bioinformatics engineer Takafumi Nagato, who is leading the lab of Bioinformatics for personalised CAR-T-therapies in a Tokyo clinic, and his patient, Chinese giant TenBa’s founder Ken Ba, a zillionaire from Shanghai. Yuki, Taka’s sister, is a French-speaking geisha, meaning “artist” in Japanese, in touch with the French Tech. She just got married to a French engineer who was working in Taka’s lab, Nono, and has secretly donated her healthy T-cells to Taka’s patient who, after his second cancer relapse, decided to try an innovative treatment called “liquid biopsy”. Indeed, Ba is becoming an expert in genomic precision medicine. In his case it is a matter of life or death. Among Yuki’s friends in the French Tech branch is Frederic Mougin, a biologist, founder of the startup Gene-i-us:
“We are developing a patient-centric tool for patients to collect, share & monetize their medical, genomics, lifestyle, IoT data with academics & pharma industry.”
Yuki had promised she would introduce Mougin to people working with Facebook Singapore; among them: Nono. What biz plan can Gene-i-usimplement, in order to work with Facebook? Mougin is using a lot of buzz words, but when it turns out Ba’s cancer mutation has entered the stock exchange market, thanks to the efforts of a pharmaceutical company, his oncologist, Taka, fears a Ba Gate. More than ever, the privacy of genetic data is instrumental in the process of developing precision medicine. Singapore is the Chinese Mecca of I.P. and patents. A cryptocurrency, that is seen by financial specialists as a security, is used as a way to reward (healthy and sick) patients in exchange of their DNA data. Yuki is wondering if this kind of money will revolutionise the whole financial and pharmaceutical market as we know it, or will all digital currencies end up behaving like any other tradable financial asset? After all, a security is a tradable financial asset. Ba, Taka’s cancer patient, is trying to gain insight into the situation… While spending a few days in Malaysia both for business and vacation, TenBa’s founder gets to meet with a total stranger who in fact he only knows too well: Simone, Malaysian Chinese actress Michelle Yeoh’s niece. Between Ba and Simone, things are complicated. But it is only the beginning… Simone is trying to make an algorithmic cryptocurrency that could mimmic biological processes within the human body. Meanwhile, Manga artist Koba writes about the blurring frontier between curing and enhancing in the genomic precision medicine era, and the consequences in society. At school, Simone needs to present her Science Fair project alone. Overanxious auntie Michellehad bribed a student from Simone’s class. She wanted her niece’s science fair presentation to be filmed, live. A few days later, she sent a link to a video to a friend of hers, Chinese giant TenBa’s founder Ken Ba, a zillionaire from Shanghai. She’d compiled a 10 minutes extract for him to see, and a question:
“ — What do you think?” Ba said the video was very interesting and offered to have lunch in Ipoh, Michelle’s home town, next weekend, and discuss things. Simone, meanwhile, is stuck in Bangkok, where Ba has sent her a T-shirt as a thank-you gift, she’s not sure why. Also, as a hacker having served time in a Beijing prison, she is suffering from post-traumatic stress. In Singapore, rockstar US physician Tamir Subramanian is a keynote speaker at Facebook’s “The Patient Will See You Now” Breakfast. In the conference room nearby, a Facebook Open Day Q&A session for students from local high schools has just started. Simone is attending, she gets to meet with Nono, who ends up inviting her for lunch at the famous Facebook cafeteria. How to program a digital currency with its own blockchain, taking advantage (or mimicking) the underpinnings of the biological mechanisms of epigenetics? Simone, Nono and Yuki are trying to reflect on this. Yuki and Simone end up talking about reincarnation and video games, while shopping at Daiso, in Suntec City mall, Singapore. Close nearby is South Beach Tower, with the Facebook company at level 22. Rockstar US physician Tamir Subramanian, editor in chief of the Transversal J Med, is interviewing Geronimo Faber PhD, who is spearheading the global crusade to defeat ageing. Nono is watching the one-on-one interview, a video that was just posted on the Transversal Journal of Medicine’s website. The whole thing is boring, and Faber still needs money. Nono revamps the boring video, writing a new episode for the Japanese Manga Saint Oniisan (Saint Young Men), in French: Les Vacances de Jésus et Bouddha (Jesus and Buddha On Vacation). He is almost done, when he gets a call from the Big Boss… Zuck wants his platform to revolutionise healthcare. Koba the manga artist is writing the story of Pierre, an “augmented” patient. The manga book, for US rockstar physician Sub, is called: The Augmented Patient Will See You Now. French actor Jean Reno gets to read François Mueller’s book: The Tsunami of Digital in Medicine. Bad timing, though, as French actor Reno is not happy with medicine and the health care system at the moment… “ — Digital tsunami in medicine, really? I’m waiting???”, he thought. Meanwhile, Simone and Yuki are talking about education and school, and music, discovering the Yin-Yang of friendship. Anti-ageing activist and scientist Geronimo Faber PhD finally gets substantial funding for his labs, but in return he must offer something… Time goes by… We hear about Simone again, but this time, we discover a new woman; not the teenage hacker with a borderline personality, brilliant, but making people worry about her. Simone is back with a bang, or to be more accurate, a made-in-blockchain press project, and she gets to meet with Ba again, at last. And as the geek saying goes, you never play the same dungeon twice…
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Shenzhen. It’s winter, but the sky is blue, no pollution, no smog. Clean, cold air. Great architecture all around.
Simone is sitting in an office, 11th floor of one of the seafront (twin) towers. The smallest one. After her studies in France, Orsay University, life sciences, and her traineeship at the Institut Pasteur, Paris, with the Eligo Bio dream team, she is here because she would like to attend a master class. The session is funded by TenBa, it is about net neutrality and blockchain technology in mass media. Post-docs may enrol for the course, but they need to send an application. Nono has helped Simone prepare a 6-minutes video and a graph about her studies and achievements so far. Bioengineering & a double minor in Chemistry and Mathematics. The executive in charge of screening the candidates is not too enthusiastic when he sees Simone’s background. The video shows how it will be possible to make a real unicorn once we know more about genetics. As usual, it has been designed as a video game, where a Japanese figurine — vintage Natsu — is competing with, or rather combatting, a TenBa superhero trying to fix a broken blockchain program. Game out. Nono’s humour. Not sure it will hit home, she thought.
“ — Your background is in biology. I’m not sure it has anything to do with press…”
“ — Look, is this a master class for press relations?”, she asked.
“ — No, of course not, it’s about the blockchain tech in the press, but…”
“ — Then let me explain, please.”
The young woman looked determined.
“ — I don’t have much time…”
He thought for a couple of seconds. Then:
“ — You know what? You have four minutes, after that I decide if you’re in or out. Four minutes. Go!”
“ — To start with, I must give credit to my European colleague Rachel. I’ve known her since high school in Singapore. She’s worked with me on this project.”
“ — You’re trying to let your friend in, too? Don’t be too pushy. I’ve only got one slot available for you, and that is not a given.”
Lau was looking at his watch. Time was ticking.
“ — Fake news. Worldwide. Abundant news materials. Everywhere. The press sector was comfortable, resting on three pillars, diffusion, qualification, analysis, its biz plan linking all three together. The latter’s value is trending up again, but the diffusion and its timing is no longer in the hands of the press. One pillar less. Gone. The construction is undermined. It will collapse, but it will take time, as all three pillars have not been destructed simultaneously. For qualification, we can use the blockchain.” She paused. Then:
“ — What makes the added value of a press article, or a piece of news? First off: its diffusion (low value added). Second: qualification. Strong value-added. Third, and sometimes with even stronger value-added: analysis. Putting the news in perspective.”
“ — People can do that on their own. Flows of information, in overabundance. If they are clever enough…”
“ — Not everybody can write a blockbuster science-fiction from a few selection of scientific articles, like Liu Cixin did. Not everybody can transition from a surgeon, specialising in urology, to a national opinion leader, heard in the national press almost everyday, like Laurent Alexandre in France, for example. I would argue there is strong value-added in analysis — unless taught otherwise in the master class, of course.”
Lau laughed. Even though he wasn’t looking at his watch anymore, he still didn’t look too thrilled.
Lau looked bored. And he was tired. When her time would be up, in two minutes and a half, he would kindly say:
“ — Thanks but no thanks.”
If Lau could have seen his boss right now. Ba was busy in his office on that day. As soon as he knew Simone was around, he felt a tension. What he didn’t understand was why she was here for some masterclass in the blockchain technology applied to the mass media. He would have expected something along the lines of life sciences. And the masterclass was lasting for less than three months. Wasn’t she looking for a job? A master class, really? Ba’s cancer was still being held in check, after the third relapse, things were starting to look brighter for him. He’d attended a medical session a couple of years ago, where a US physician had presented a manga book about the blurring frontier between curing and enhancing. Very much to his surprise, he had found in the book people he knew in real life, like Nono the French engineer, and more importantly, his oncologist in Tokyo, Taka, and Taka’s sister Yuki — the one who had donated her healthy T-cells to him — and Simone!!!! … Simone and himself!!!!… put in a fiction. The US doctor seemed to find the story quite entertaining, he was laughing like he was looking at some kind of TV reality show. He called it medutainment. Medical entertainment. Fuck that. Ba found it most unwelcome. What was the physician’s name already? Ah, yes. Sub. And the manga was called: “The Augmented Patient Will See You Now.” Simone… Ba accessed the data that had been submitted about her pitch. Made-in-blockchain press. He quickly read the short paragraph. So she was presenting this right now.
Let’s see if I can guess what you are up to. You and I used to be so closely linked to each other… He accessed her online resume (the video), her profile picture. The clumsy teenager was gone. The refined and subtle beauty of the young woman was surfacing... Of course, it was just a picture. Ba quickly read everything Simone had submitted. The data as a graph. Precision microbiome engineering. Microbiome therapeutics. He thought for a couple of minutes. Students could qualify press articles, using the blockchain technology, and in return be evaluated by the readers. If their evaluation is positive, they get their diploma. Degree. Whatever. In the meantime, they study, select the materials they want to learn about — videos, content from the web, classes, books, social networks, apps etc. Now, how about the general press? What would be the incentive for rating massive flows of information, a daunting task? He saw she was discussing about … Wait. How many unauthorised pseudos did the girl have? There was no way he could check that. She was really good. Hiding her multiple identities was what the girl did best, as far as he knew. For better and for worse. He was getting agitated. Meanwhile, Lau was falling asleep. 3 minutes and a half… Her time was almost up.
He paused. Forced himself to calm down. Go see her.
“ — Not here.”
Text her something.
“ — But what???”
He knew Lau, the one-trick donkey. Four minutes. He waited for a few more seconds. Her time was up. He wrote four words, pressed send.
“ — Lau is an ass.”
He waited for a few more minutes. Ten minutes. Half an hour. Nothing. The tension was still there, more than ever.
“ — Let us meet.”
We need to clarify things about the past anyway. Let the past be the past.
No answer.
At least you’ve tried. He forced himself to think about something else, handle the work that was emergent. And had nothing to do with Simone. That was hard at the beginning, but he was getting better at it, with time. At eleven in the evening, he was starting to feel the pangs of hunger. But apparently, his brain had been working. Almost without consciously knowing it, he sent another text message to Simone.
“ — How many pseudos do you have?”
“ — I don’t want to spam you.”
He couldn’t believe it. This was Simone’s answer. She was simply waiting for him to ask the right question. Prove you are not an ass. Ask me the right question. And as soon as he did, she wrote back.
“ — Spam mails are a US specialty. E-mails in China have been dead for a long time already. Go ahead,” he replied.
A few seconds later, he was getting thousands of messages. One single message was emerging. Basically, it said his hunger pangs could be heard from across the street. He replied:
“ — Let’s meet. Restaurant. Half an hour.” He sent the message, with the location of the local stall where he knew they would be able to get some decent food late at night. Messages were still pouring in. Individuals, groups, various locations, across the globe, various languages.
Messages were still pouring in when they finally met. It was so awkward. Instead of apples and monkeys, this time, spam. And he had asked for it.
“ — How many more?”
“ — Oh, plenty.”
They started laughing. Things were so awkward. He was feeling dizzy.
“ — Are you all right?”, she asked.
“ — No.”
“ — Let’s sit and order some food. Let me order yours.”
She left him sitting alone in the small food court area and went to the seafood counter that was still open and serving what looked like delicious king prawn noodle soup, coming in garlic or spicy version. She ordered two, one garlic and one spicy.
Meanwhile, Ba was receiving more spam.
“ — Stop!!”, he begged.
A few hundred more messages came in, all asking:
“ — It’s gonna be king prawn noodle soup, do you want the garlic or the spicy version?”
“ — Garlic”
He was exhausted. How did she do that??? His WeChat account needed urgent assistance now… Would there be one single encounter with Simone that would qualify as “normal”? He’d sent his answer, Garlic, without the magic word. As if Simone was family, or an employee. What was wrong with him?
Date? He chuckled. This was hardly qualifying as a date.
Half an hour later, he was feeling better.
“ — Are you going to order a few dessert plates for yourself and another spicy soup?” he asked.
“ — Haha, don’t worry. I’m all right now.”
“ — I’m glad to hear it.”
They had been silent while they were eating. It had been a little bit awkward. To be honest, more than a little bit.
“ — Did Lau fall asleep? He sometimes does. Working overtime. I’m gonna cut his overtime. He wants the money because he’s got two kids in college, but I don’t want my employees to nap during regular working hours.”
“ — Narcolepsy?”, she asked.
“ — I don’t think so.”
They laughed.
Too young for you. Too… awkward. Speaking of which… Cancer and dating. Looking back on things… It was a bit like drinking and driving… He tried his best to shake off his torpor.
“ — So you didn’t get the…”
“ — No,” she said.
He thought for a minute.
“ — Let’s walk for a while. I remember you like to walk, right?”
“ — Haha, right.”
He paused, took her hand, looked her in the eye:
“ — I think I can guess, I mean, I can tell what your pitch was about. In a pretty accurate manner, but you’ll be the juge of that.”
She smiled, her eyes were bright and her face beaming.
“ — Go ahead, you’ve got four minutes.”
They laughed. Ba started, but got interrupted just a few seconds later.
“ — Wait. You forgot something.”
“ — Humm… lemme see. Yes. Giving credit for the video. Nono.”
“ — Shoot, I forgot to do that. But I did mention Rachel. This is our project, actually.”
“ — You mean she gets credit for half of the messages you sent?”
“ — You wish. But… no. Sorry lah. She’s a brilliant theorist. I’m more the hands-on type.”
“ — Rachel, huh?”
“ — She’s European. We studied together. School, college. Also, my roommate for a while.”
Ba started musing about whether Simone was more into girls than into boys. The torpor was back…
“ — OK, carry on, time’s running out…”
“ — Now you are aping Lau,” he fired back.
They both had the urge to laugh.
“ — Good, we are evacuating the past,” he said.
“ — See? Lau is useful, after all. Please, don’t fire him.” She added:
“ — Is the Singaporean comics author of Mr. Kiasu a relative of his?”
“ — Haha, don’t distract me, please. Time is ticking, but yes, I’ll have to ask him,” he said. Then he went on, trying to remake Simone’s pitch:
“ — Fake news. Worldwide. Abundant news materials. Everywhere. The press sector used to rest on three pillars, diffusion, qualification, analysis, its business plan linking all three together. The latter’s value is trending up again, but the diffusion and its timing is no longer in the hands of the press. One pillar less. Gone. The construction is undermined. It will collapse, but this will take time, as all three pillars have not been destructed simultaneously. For the second pillar, qualification, we can use the blockchain.” He paused. Then:
“ — What makes the added value of a press article, or a piece of news? First off: its diffusion. Low value is added to that. Second: qualification. Strong value-added. Third, and usually associated with even stronger value-added: analysis. Putting the news in perspective.”
Simone interrupted again.
“ — Wow. This is exactly what I said. But Lau didn’t get one thing, which I had to explain: there are, and there will be, infinities of blockchains, Bitcoin is only working with one of many, even myriads, of blockchain systems, and if it’s energy intensive, it’s a feature; not a bug, in the case of Bitcoins. It’s because of the mining. To create, or earn, or mine money via the Bitcoin blockchain, you have to consume a lot of energy. It was designed this way. Other digital currencies with their blockchain system can have different settings.” She paused.
“ — As he still didn’t get it, I added: the blockchain is useful for certification. This is not an energy intensive process. Think of it as a notary, who is in charge of the certification. But then, how do you pay the notary? This is where the Bitcoin system is becoming energy intensive. The creation, or mining of money is used to pay the notary.
The mining is used to certify transactions, and as soon as you were able to have somebody (the notary) give you a rubber stamp, money comes out of it. Bang. But it is a time — and energy — consuming task. Why? Because otherwise, the notary would make a use of his rubber stamp at a frantic pace, to earn loads of money. The mining process is considerably slow, precisely because of that: for the payment of those who get the blockchain to work, loads of time and energy will be consumed. Time and energy is money. The blockchain itself is taking care of the payment of those (the notaries) who get it to work. In this way, you can say it is autonomous. The notary is the one who pays the electricity bills and gets the computers and programs to run, as the rubber stamp itself is a program. You have to decide about the settings, too. Somehow, the Bitcoin creator has anticipated that there would be more efficient programs that would show up one day, like those graphic cards for PC gaming that have been repurposed to mine Bitcoins. As a consequence of this anticipation of a boosted notary — a notary who was put on steroids by people hoping to mine more Bitcoins with less time and electricity — the creator has modified the settings, pushing down the value of the Bitcoin. Other blockchains have implemented smart contracts, where once the contract is written in the blockchain, it will take charge of its own implementation! But this time, it will not be necessarily time and energy (electricity) consuming… Electricity consumption is the counterpart to money creation or mining, in the case of Bitcoins. Anyway, I had to explain my blockchains would not work along the lines of the Bitcoin one. But rather like a smart contract. And then, my time was almost up.”
“ — Really? The guy’s a mess. From now on, I shall call him Mr. Kiasu.”
They laughed again. Then, he went on:
“ — Assessors evaluate news, in the context of a blockchain such that it shall enable anyone to review, or evaluate, the assessors. There can be as many blockchains as needed, one per magazine, or newspaper. People subscribe to blockchains in accordance with their general interests, political orientation(s), etc. Just as they would do for magazines. Why blockchains? Because we need to consolidate pillar number two: qualification. So many fake news, worldwide. It will take a village of blockchains, right? But what will it take to bring the whole village up and running? What will motivate independent and external assessors to assess, and readers to evaluate those assessors in return? The blockchain could be used to pay assessors, also, it could enable those who evaluate the assessors to monetise their work. Blockchains could enable assessors to mine some digital currency in return or exchange of their effort. Something in between the smart contract and the Bitcoin blockchain? Or combining both? Who is going to pay the electricity bill — manner of speaking? Subscribers to the said blockchain, as they are interested in receiving reliable news, that are in accordance with their opinions and views of the world, general interests, sympathies, orientations, etc. A scoring, rating blockchain for news and mass media. But I’m betting that, at this point, you would say something like: No, not the Facebook biz model, please.”
“ — Spot on.” She smiled.
“ — Would you care to elaborate a little bit on that?”
“ — Facebook is pushing content (such as news and other stuff) directly to the customers cuz it’s in their biz model, which revolves around ads. A scoring, rating blockchain for news and mass media shouldn’t be based on the same biz plan, though. Facebook is pushing content mainly for two reasons. Number one: money, obviously. Coming from the whole advertisement business activity of Facebook: identifying, targeting, pushing content to the appropriate target. You, me, etc. Number two: they want you to spend more time on their platform, which should become addictive. Pushing content that may be of interest to all users is a cool way to have people around, and stay more time, and come back more often. I call it greasing the skids toward a final conclusion: the ad is finally here, you click on it. Because you were already here anyway.”
“ — So instead of having everything revolving around advertisement or commercial, you choose trust.”
“ — You choose such and such news scoring or rating blockchain because you trust it. Like your church group, or your bank. You hope it will be biased in favour of your own opinions, sympathies, values, etc. You want it to be honest, to start with. Fake news are dishonest. You don’t want that.”
“ — So there is no such thing as totally unbiased rating or evaluation? 100% objective is something of the otherworldly realm? You know what? Let’s make people feel responsible for making a new religion and putting the old ones aside.”
“ — Hey, this would put me out of business! Besides, 100% objective would be boring or of no use at best, and at worse, dangerous. Sometimes, an objective piece of news can be even more dishonest than some kind of biased information. Let me give you an example: just before Trump got elected, the FBI or CIA has begun an anti-fraud investigation, with, in the eye of the storm: Hillary Clinton. This was one of the reasons why she lost. But after the election, they said: Well, we got it wrong. Turns out there was nothing. But it was too late, of course.
If you say: FBI or CIA has begun an anti-fraud investigation into possible fraud by Clinton, this is 100% exact and objective, but the investigation was dishonest. And yet, you are being 100% objective, right? So you are being 100% objective about something that of course wasn’t a fake news, as the investigation did take place, however, you are not stating something important about the context: the strategy to undermine her campaign. The fake news was saying that she has been arrested by the FBI and put in prison. Of course this wasn’t true. If you are saying that the investigation is a fake news, you are just being dishonest. OK. Now, let’s shift to another way of reporting about the news, with a slight touch of context added: in what appears to be an attempt to destabilise Hillary, FBI or CIA have begun an anti-fraud investigation into possible fraud by Clinton. This happens at the worst possible moment, as the candidate does not have the opportunity to defend herself.
The first statement is 100% objective but leaves things out. It says nothing about the context. Just by doing so, it is dishonest. And yet, the second statement is at least a little bit biased. Because in order to put things into perspective, mention their context, you have to introduce a bias. So the second statement is not 100% objective, yet it is more honest. This is the kind of information the readers are looking for.”
“ — 100% objective really misses the point. What will help you to digest the news is the little human bias here and there. OK. So your business plan is scalable, point taken. If the demand was only about 100% objective information, we would only need one blockchain. But because of the need to contextualise, the little bias that we introduce for the sake of honesty and pedagogy, and as in pedagogy there is diversity, we need a plurality of blockchains. The world is incorrigibly plural, right?”
“ — Yes. But let me give you another example. If you rehydrate someone who is severely dehydrated with pure water, his blood plasma will be too low in minerals because those minerals will be diluted, his blood level of mineral salts will drop and you will end up worsening his condition. In a nutshell: do not give pure water to dehydrated people, as a dehydrated body needs saline solution, or it will cause extreme distress to the recipient. Maybe death.”
“ — Pure water is the 100% objective piece of news; the dehydrated patient needing saline solution is the client of your made-in-blockchain press.”
“ — Correct, lah.”
“ — And how about your colleague, Rachelle?”
“ — Oh, well, we happened to work in France together, rebooting or revamping the business model of Canard PC, a French magazine about informatics, software and hardware, and computer games and such. They were an ailing business, because they were only a tiny fraction of a massive publishing conglomerate with an outdated business plan, still resting on three pillars. They were losing money like snow melting in the sun. We helped them come up with a new strategy, crowdfund it and implement it. They now have a monthly magazine instead of a weekly one, where they develop the analyse (third pillar), and a website where they qualify instant news (second pillar). They have successfully monetised pillars number 2 and 3.
“ — The press branch got something wrong: they didn’t get a sense that news qualification was just as important as the flow of instant news itself. They should have made a business plan to commercialise qualification as well, independent of the flow of instant news.”
“ — Instant news is something the traditional press branch is losing control of. Pillar number one, the diffusion of news, is gone.”
“ — pretty much so.”
There was silence. They both stopped walking.
“ — My feet are killing me.” Simone’s new pair of high heel shoes was not exactly the ideal choice for their walk.
A few moments later, they were sitting in a Starbucks that was supposed to be open 24 hours.
“ — How accurate was my pitch? Would you enrol me for the master class?”, asked Ba, in a rather serious tone.
“ — I don’t know. It was rather accurate, but way too long. That 4-minute-time-limit-thing, you know.”
“ — It’s one thirty in the morning.”
“ — Do you think Lau is still at work? Maybe I can get a second chance? But I’m half asleep. Not the night owl type, I’m afraid…”
A few minutes later, they were sitting very close to each other. Simone was starting to fall asleep, her head resting on Ba’s shoulder. He took her hand and stayed motionless for a while, recovering his inner calm. Simone had told him she was friends with Yuki. The Japanese yoga expert had helped her a great deal with her post-traumatic stress. Nono, Yuki, Simone and Rachel. The French Tech dream team…
First thing in the morning, Ba went to see Lau.
“ — You are fired.”
Catherine Coste
MITx 7.00x, 7.QBWx, 7.28x1–2 certified
Teacher and Member of the Walking Gallery of Health Care, founded by US activist Regina Holliday
Table of Contents:
Episode 1 of Season 2: Your DNA Will See (and Mutate) Your Credit Card Now
Episode 2 of Season 2: The Bitcoin That Pulled the Double Helix Apart
Episode 3 of Season 2: Kabuki Theatre and Desktop Epigenetics
Episode 4 of Season 2: Tenjin and TenGene
Episode 5 of Season 2: TenGene, Gene-i-us and a thousand planets in between
Episode 6 of Season 2: The Re:Creators Fault Line and the Epigenetic of Worldwide Middle Class
Episode 7: The Methylation of Money
Episode 8: “Biology has gone digital. Time to learn about it.”
Episode 9: Year of The Earth Dog
Episode 10: (Zebra-) Crossing The Rubicon
Episode 11: The Chinese Student Will See You Now
Episode 12: The 11th Commandment(s)
Episode 13: Holy Trinity: Jesus, Buddha, Selfie
Episode 14: Salambô’s Python (coding)
Episode 15: “ — Digital tsunami in medicine? I’m waiting???”
Episode 16: Baroque Algorithm For Four Hands
For Season 1 of The French Tech Comedy (all episodes), see here.
