The Harvest

I just read a rather disturbing article about Canadian medical companies that harvest baby parts from abortion clinics for research. Now, the sale of said body parts (for example, four pair of eyes, intact. Or four legs from the hipbone down) is illegal in Canada (I imagine the states). And yet it happens.

Half of my brain goes 'that is absolutely heinous. Why on earth don't these children get a decent burial?' And the other half goes 'well, the parts won't do any good in a garbage bin somewhere…'. So it's a horrible way to be, but I can't seem to get past this indecisive little fork in my mind. I'm torn between ethics and pragmatism. And I know this is a bad kind of entry to write, because I don't make much of a point, and I'm not really exploring anything except for the fact that I'm unsure.

Of course, the women who provide the body parts don't know that their babies will be going to medical research, which is definitely a negative point. Because shouldn't she know? Granted, most of the women don't know that their aborted "fetuses" just end up somewhere in a dumpster (another point that strikes me as fundamentally wrong) anyways. Or they prefer not to think about it. Hm.

What is ethical? What isn't? Is tearing apart the body of an aborted baby any more wrong than a family who gives their stillborn infant over to medical research? Is it the fact that many of these companies aren't experimenting in the name of medicine, but of something else? What is it?

Sometimes life is too gray.

Life on my end here (for those of you who care) is fairly boring. I go to work during the day, come home at night…watch TV, eat, sleep…and do it alllllll again. I've been really tired lately, and I just don't know why. Poor nutrition? Possibly.

In three weeks (three more thursdays!) I am leaving to visit Jake in ontario for six (six!) days. Sure, it's not long, but it's all we've got. So I am happy with that. Lisa is in cuba until the 17th, and mom and dad are home on Saturday. It'll be nice to have the family all in one place: we've been on the go (more or less) since I got home from Africa.

And on a final note
I got all the subjects I wanted for school, and am successfully pre-registered for them for Fall. I start at 9AM on Monday, Wednesday and fridays and am out at 2. I start at 9:50AM on Tuesdays and Thursdays and end at 1:15. For the caring, I'll be talking more on that later.

Woo school...