The Net 7.0

man, 73, a Jesuit priest, chosen by lot, who will represent the interests of religions. Jesuah Lopes, woman 45 years old, who will represent (just online) ordinary citizens, she was chosen by lot through the Internet. It was standard procedure for the draws.

  The first group meeting took place at 3:30 pm. on that day. Not everyone was there personally, but they were all online. So it became official the uninterrupted transmission of the committee's activities via the Internet, from that moment everything they do will be shown on Internet. Audience rating is at the time, 0.396 (terribly weak, on a scale that goes up to 100.0).

  On January 12, 2165, the Hugh’s commission was duly installed at hotel in the small town of Warm River. Indeed only Sophie and Omaha Gandhi were there, the other members remained online. In the afternoon they go at Hospital and they formalize to request for installation of that commission of investigation and to ascertain the facts in the case of Hugh. Nothing would be left to the hospital, but to collaborate as much as possible.

  The agile Sophie has marked for day 13, 15:00 pm, the first interview with the doctor Ubi.

  Before this meeting, Ubi goes out of his room laboratory. His dear comrades of the Hospital looked at him with a mixture of awe and wonder and even a little contempt. Ubi is a man so mature and so vivid, but now he was so excited as a teenager, as when you go to meet the first girlfriend. He recalled his time as a medical student. He remembered his course of medical study group (something like a university), which had been spread over the years. He wondered what they would think about this. He remembered his professor of ethics so the inner fear increased. Then he remembered his philosophy professor, and things seemed coherent again.

  Promptly at 15:00 pm Ubi is waiting to be called into the meeting room which had been improvised in the hospital. Sophie thought that there, within the hospital, was the best place for the meeting. Of course, this gave a hint of drama, which of course came in handy.

  Ubi enters the meeting room that he knew very well, but it was totally strange to him now, not that there were environmental changes detachable, because except for a few more seats, the rest was all the same in this room. On one side of the table was a woman gazing at Ubi, he stopped and returning her gaze. Sophie's eyes are full of curiosity and Ubi´s eyes implied insensitivity. Ubi's face was rigid by nature, by prejudice he would be labeled "a tough nut to crack," indeed he proved it by the way he was standing there. Omaha who was sitting next to Sophie, has eyes only to his digital paper, maybe he has consulting notes, he had not looked at Ubi yet

  Sophie expressed a shy smile, pulling a little corner of the mouth, and she narrows her dark eyes. In a gentle tone also pointed to the chair in front of her, across the table.

  - Sit down, please! - Sophie said, as if talking to an old friend.

  Ubi looked at that room again. He saw on the screen next to those two people, two other images: a woman who was Jesuah, seemed to be in the kitchen of her home, she looked at him puzzled, and on the other screen the image of a priest, a monk with robe, Kublisheski, who have his hands crossed, tapping his thumbs, he is into what appeared to be an old library, which has paper books, rare thing these days.

  Ubi sits in that chair, he knows he is facing four people, and probably in several places hidden cameras capture his image to the Internet, he was sure for that.

  Sophie uses a more solemn tone in the presentation of those four people, and Ubi can hear the voice of each one of them, a salute of compliance. Sophie then proceeds to outline the committee and its characteristics.

  - So Ubi, I must warn you that this committee has unrestricted public nature, which means total immersion in the Internet, everything that happens from now on will be full access for everyone. You are not obligated to anything, if you want you can no longer attend this committee. But I notice that this can be an exceptional opportunity for you to explain your side of facts. We have no police or judicial implications, nothing you say here can be used as evidence against you in court. We aim to understand the full facts of the case of patient Hugh, to investigate the reasons and effects. Do you understand all this?

  After some thought, Ubi speaks for the first time in that room.

  - I would like you to explain further what are the possible consequences of anything I say to you?

  - This committee is formed by the UN Ethics Office - Sophie said. So, if it is determined that you committed unethical acts, you may be liable for it and has immediate effect, and you may lose your right to exercise your medical profession. Obviously the legal rites will be attended. Do you have other questions?

  - Not at this moment, thank you.

  Ubi knew it was not just that. He knew that if they found a criminal act, surely he would be prosecuted.

  - You could, Ubi, in your own words tell us what happened in these last days? - Asked Sophie.

  - I saved the life of my son Hugh. - A twinge of feeling sounded at Ubi's voice.

  Sophie waited more reports of Ubi. But Ubi was quiet, maybe he struggled with his feelings, he certainly did not want to seem emotional. But despite his cold face, he is very emotional, always had been. His voice and his eyes were inevitably displays of his emotions.

  - How Ubi, do you save the life of your son? - Sophie asked more incisive.

  Ubi rubbed his forehead, and then let down his hand until his chin. He was stroking his chin looking crestfallen. And he answered in this position.

  - Through an unusual and experimental procedure.

  Sophie didn't give time for Ubi, questioned immediately.

  - Which consisted...?

  Ubi without taking the hand of the chin, stared at Sophie, then put his hands on the table and said, looking at all.

  - Consisted in a brain transplant.

  Even the stern eye of Sophie is widened. Omaha, who was playing with his digital sheet, looked stunned for Ubi, like a shark that smells something very interesting. Jesuah stops what she was doing in the kitchen and sits in a chair. Even the Kublisheski's thumbs stopped completely, he looks on right of his screen as if looking for someone else there into the library.

  Ubi puts his hands on his lap, hiding them under the table (people commenting a lot about the psychological implications of this act), and he looked at those astonished people. After a moment of silence, Ubi continues:

  - I did it to save the life of my son, only for that.

  - When you did that? - Sophie wanted to know.

  - The operation began on December 24, at night and ended at dawn on December 26. But procedures for monitoring the patient have no foreseeable date for ending.

  - And could you tell us what is the result of this operation? Do you really managed to do a brain transplant?

  Sophie asked, and before Ubi could answer, Jesuah intervened.

  - Wow! You mean you took the brain of a person and put into another person. Are you lost your mind!

  - Brain Transplant? - Omaha doubted. But what is it? Change the brains of two people? But do it what for?

  - I have not changed the brains of two people, only transplant the brain of my son to another body - Ubi explains.

  - Huh! And this other body had no brain? - Said in a mocking tone Omaha and continues: - Will you have created by genetic a body without a brain?

  - Create human bodies for organ donation is not in any way an accepted practice in our society - the monk, Kublisheski, says in conversation. We have discussed this extensively, and no one agrees with this type of procedure. Even the argument that we would save humans life is accepted to circumvent this prohibition.

  - No, that's not what I did - Ubi said in an irritated tone. I...

  At this point Sophie stopped abruptly the dialogs.

  - This hospital obeys the rules of standard procedures? - She Asks.

  - Yes - Ubi answered.

  - All rooms and corridors of this hospital have cameras connected to the Internet without interruption?

  - Yes.

  - So I assume that these cameras filmed everything you've don
e? - Sophie suggests.

  - Obviously, yes. Ubi answered tired.

  Then Sophie told looking at other members of the committee:

  - It seems that we will have to order these images and watch many, many hours of video. I'll make sure we have a filtering of these images, in a way that only the images with Ubi remains, and then develop a schedule to watch and evaluate what is important about these images. Everybody agree?

  Everybody tacitly agreed. And Sophie puts an end to that meeting.

  - Well I think it's all. Thank you, Ubi. And I ask you to move away from hospital...

  Ubi quickly rose from his chair and protested vehemently.

  - No way! I can’t get away. I have to continue the treatment of my son. He needs me, I'm his doctor.

  - We will provide another doctor. - Sophie said quietly.

  - Can’t be. Another doctor would take a very long time to know what I did. Exactly the time it will take you to review everything on the Internet. I am the only specialist who can deal with Hugh now. No one ever tried what I did.

  Sophie thought for a moment. She says:

  - Okay, for now. I'll consult some medical experts. But as soon as possible and there is no risk of life to Hugh, know that you will be away until the committee concludes its work. Also, I'm sure this is in good agreement with the management of this hospital, isn't it? Think about it carefully, because this way will be better for everyone.

  - I would like to remember at this time, that above all we will consider the condition of the patient Hugh, his rights will be