Heck, I don’t know.
I mean, if we are not here for anything eternal (i.e., we serve no greater purpose).
Why shouldn’t powerful people use us all as a means to an end?
Why should we care?
And why should anyone care if we protested or not?
That a putatively, but not actually, scientific model of the human being would transform us into animals trained “for the utility of the state” is a constant theme of writers in this period: obviously it generates the governing allegory of Orwell’s Animal Farm. But less than the animal is the numerical: thus Auden’s “The Unknown Citizen,” written in March 1939, just after his arrival in the States, presents an inscription dedicated thus: (To JS/ 07 M 378 This Marble Monument Is Erected by the State)