A tale of a firefly and a tobacco leaf

A tale of a firefly and a tobacco leaf

Tobacco plant with firefly gene • National Science Foundation (Public Domain)

Originally published 24 November 1986

By now you may have heard the joke. Ques­tion: What do you get when you cross a fire­fly with a tobac­co plant. Answer: A cig­a­rette that lights itself.

The joke quick­ly made the rounds after a group of genet­ic engi­neers in Cal­i­for­nia ear­li­er this month announced that they had trans­ferred into the cells of a tobac­co plant the gene that caus­es a fire­fly to glow. In the Novem­ber 14 [1986] issue of Sci­ence there is a stun­ning pho­to­graph that illus­trates their suc­cess. The pic­ture shows a small tobac­co plant — roots, stem, and leaves — glow­ing with an eerie fire­fly light.

To make the auto­lu­mi­nes­cent tobac­co, the researchers first iso­lat­ed the fire­fly luciferase gene, the DNA seg­ment that gives rise to an enzyme that is the cat­a­lyst in the fire­fly­’s light-pro­duc­ing chem­istry. The fire­fly DNA was then intro­duced into the cells of tobac­co plants. The plants were watered with a solu­tion of the chem­i­cals nec­es­sary for the lumi­nes­cent reac­tion. The plants then emit­ted a faint but detectable light. To make the pho­to­graph that was repro­duced in Sci­ence, a genet­i­cal­ly altered plant was placed in con­tact with pho­to­graph­ic film for 24 hours. The result is a beau­ti­ful sci­en­tif­ic doc­u­ment that qual­i­fies as a work of art.

One hard­ly knows how to react to a sto­ry such as this. One admires the knowl­edge and skill that enabled the genet­ic researchers to achieve such a remark­able trans­mu­ta­tion of liv­ing mat­ter. And one acquires a new respect for the chem­i­cal machin­ery of life. Still, I have returned again and again to the pho­to­graph in Sci­ence with a sense of fore­bod­ing. The tobac­co plant seems to rise out of the page like a will‑o’-the-wisp or fri­ar’s lantern, one of those flick­er­ing phos­pho­res­cent lights that are seen over marsh­es at night, and in folk leg­end some­times beck­oned unwary fol­low­ers into the mire.

Benefits lie ahead

Cer­tain­ly, the Cal­i­for­nia researchers do not con­sid­er their exper­i­ments in genet­ic trans­mu­ta­tions friv­o­lous or dan­ger­ous. They are con­fi­dent that the fire­fly gene can be spliced with oth­er genes and used as a valu­able mark­er in genet­ic exper­i­ments. Genet­ic researchers need to know quick­ly if and where trans­plant­ed genes have been acti­vat­ed. The fire­fly­’s flash of light, issu­ing from the cells of anoth­er organ­ism, can be the ide­al signal.

And there is lit­tle doubt that this sort of exper­i­ment can lead to dis­cov­er­ies of ben­e­fit to humans. Grains that are resis­tant to dis­ease, fruit trees that defy frost, bac­te­ria that eat oil spills, vac­cines for the cure of ani­mal and human dis­eases — all of this and more is promised by genet­ic engineers.

So what is the source of my uneasi­ness? Genet­ic engi­neer­ing is not the first break­through in sci­ence or tech­nol­o­gy that held a poten­tial for dan­ger as well as good. The inven­tion of machin­ery for the mass pro­duc­tion of goods and the har­ness­ing of atom­ic ener­gy are oth­er exam­ples that come to mind.

The worst excess­es of the fac­to­ry sys­tem — sooty cities, child labor, indus­tri­al dis­eases — have been large­ly elim­i­nat­ed by pro­gres­sive leg­is­la­tion. The dan­gers of the atom­ic age are still with us in the form of ter­ri­ble weapons of destruc­tion, but at least we have the hope that what we have made can be dis­posed of when we enter more enlight­ened times. But a gene is a rather dif­fer­ent thing from a fac­to­ry or a bomb. A gene repro­duces. A gene copies itself into the fab­ric of life. A gene is poten­tial­ly immortal.

We are remind­ed of the vig­or and resource­ful­ness of genes by the AIDS cri­sis. The dis­ease AIDS is caused by a virus, a snip­pet of genet­ic mate­r­i­al in a coat of pro­tein. A virus is not quite alive, nor is it quite dead. It can­not repro­duce on its own, but only in a host cell. A virus is a small gang of rene­gade genes, a dead­ly string of chem­i­cal code with a sin­gle­ness of pur­pose — to repli­cate itself what­ev­er the cost to the host organism.

Proceed with caution

In a virus we have an exam­ple of genes run amuck. Engi­neered organ­isms have the same poten­tial for harm. Gov­ern­ments world­wide are has­ten­ing to estab­lish reg­u­la­tions that will restrict the release of genet­i­cal­ly altered organ­isms into the envi­ron­ment. In recent months, there have been sev­er­al con­tro­ver­sies involv­ing the unau­tho­rized field test­ing of engi­neered organisms.

At the same time, it is impor­tant to remem­ber that genet­ic research may be the key to find­ing a cure for AIDS and oth­er viral dis­eases. The soft phos­pho­res­cent light of the genet­i­cal­ly altered tobac­co plant beck­ons us toward a bright future of health and plen­ty. It also has a spooky Franken­stein­ian qual­i­ty that warns us to pro­ceed with caution.

As I look at the pho­to­graph in Sci­ence, I am remind­ed of sul­try sum­mer nights in Ten­nessee when we chil­dren ran bare­foot through the grass of the long slop­ing lawn catch­ing up fire­flies in our hands. We may have squeezed them a few times, to set their lit­tle gene-acti­vat­ed fires alight. But we squeezed gen­tly, and then we released the insects to take their place again in the live con­stel­la­tions of the sum­mer night. We rec­og­nized, if only in a child-like way, that there is an integri­ty and a bal­ance to life on Earth that demands of the dom­i­nant species a mea­sure of restraint.

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