Sometimes I comb my hair, or bite my fingernails. What if part of it fell on the floor and some random person steps on it. Stuck on the bottom of their shoe. A bunch of coincidental stuff comes up and my DNA is tested against a fingernail/hair under victim's shoe... match. I'm doomed.
Indeed, I fear the mentality that DNA-match = Guilty.
How many people have been sent to jail/put to death based on false DNA results or even accurate but not via the crime they're accused of.
> Sometimes I comb my hair, or bite my fingernails. What if part of it fell on the floor and some random person steps on it. Stuck on the bottom of their shoe. A bunch of coincidental stuff comes up and my DNA is tested against a fingernail/hair under victim's shoe... match. I'm doomed.
This is a plot point in the film Gattaca. I'd recommend watching it if you haven't already:
Sometimes I comb my hair, or bite my fingernails. What if part of it fell on the floor and some random person steps on it. Stuck on the bottom of their shoe. A bunch of coincidental stuff comes up and my DNA is tested against a fingernail/hair under victim's shoe... match. I'm doomed.
Indeed, I fear the mentality that DNA-match = Guilty.
How many people have been sent to jail/put to death based on false DNA results or even accurate but not via the crime they're accused of.