(na)No Luck A story of dust, prejudice and nanotechnology By Adelina Mihaela Halchin The sun gleamed joyfully above Great Britain when Dunst was brought into our world. He was a particle of dirt, forged in the heart of the ancient, continuouslyeroding mountains of Scotland. Though hardly visible for the human eye, Dunst gained a reputation among other dust particles for having the great ambition of settling for the rest of his life on the newest building in the country. So once he caught a gale of wind, on he went on his journey. He travelled fast, passing in his gallop by other particles of dirt. He heard all kinds of stories about grime which deposited on the surfaces of architectural masterpieces, or on the edge of the skyscrapers` roofs, thus living in serendipity among others of their kin. But existing on a normal surface was not mighty enough for Dunst! He wanted, by contaminating the most recent building in the country, to laugh in humanity`s face that no matter how advanced the technology is, nothing could possibly beat nature. There were times in his journey when he and his dust pals gathered to tell horror stories, of rumours about fantastic materials which did not allow dirt to stick to them after being splashed with water. There was a word that everybody feared to say, a word that made their light bodies shiver with panic: nanotechnology. This strange entity was said to make buildings so super hydrophobic that not even water particles adhered to them, and all the specs of dust were to roll into oblivion along with rainwater. Of course, for Dunst, these were all figments of the imaginations of the storytellers, as he chose not to believe in such absurd fables. Little did he know that the unfathomable hell for all dust particles was in reality extensively used all around the world and inspired by Mother Nature, since in Great Britain lotuses were not particularly widespread. The flowers made a name for themselves as a symbol of purity due to their leaves, naturally coated with nanoparticles of wax. Dunst was about to discover how humanity learnt from the water repellency of the lotuses when he reached his destination. As the wind carried him above London, a futuristic-looking building had just had its inauguration, thus ideal for demonstrating his idea, though Dunst. He hit one of the perfectly cleaned windows, and he marveled at the fact that he was the only dust particle on it! His joy was momentary and fragile, however. Heavy clouds quickly gathered and cold droplets of water started falling all around him, but he thought of himself as immune. He only panicking when he noticed that rainwater did not splash the glass as he expected it to do, but instead it rolled in well-defined spheres. He looked up and saw a large sphere heading towards him and, trembling, tried to move away from it. But the water drop caught him and spun him along the windows and the walls of the building all the way to the pavement, where he joined other dirt specks, only to be further carried in the sewage system. What an unfortunate end for the mighty Dunst. His incredulousness in the intelligence of the people of the 21st century turned him into sewage material, everything because of nanotechnology. Selfcleaning surfaces may have been the end of Dunst, but they were certainly the beginning of the new era of the nano! The End!