Topic: Obama ends stem cell funding ban
"US President Barack Obama has lifted restrictions on federal funding for research on new stem cell lines."
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/7929690.stm
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This decision does not affect me, it will never affect me, and yet I care enough to post this. Why? The answer is simple: Life.
I have always been needlessly open about my questionable sexuality and my mental health, just as I have been open about the abuse that is the root cause of my many problems. This openness comes from a desire to not lie to myself, to not become an unmedicated lunatic, to not live in a fantasy world, because nothing scares me more than not being in control, nothing scares me more than the prospect of losing my mind.
But I will lose my mind, it is inevitable.
At this point I have been typing for 30 minutes, editing and re editing every other word because I now stuggle to not misspell even simple words like "word", or not get lost on the keyboard, even though I have already put several hours worth of thought into this post.
My future contains nothing but senility, dementia, parkinsons, etc, because my past has caused physical damage to my brain, whole chunks of my memory have physically died as my brain has tried to protect me from knowing the full extent of the horror I suffered as a child.
In the future I could be fixed, the damage reversed, the holes filled in with nice new neural tissue... in the future... and by then it will be too late.
I will be the youngest person in the Senile Ward, not even human any more, just a lump of man shaped flesh, an empty shell, being kept alive by machines and people that feed me, clean me, untill the day I finally, mercifully, forget how to breathe, and then, and only then will I be allowed to die.
Stem cells could fix the damage, but by that time I will have faded away, but for others? Imagine how many lives we could save, how many people we could pull from the Abyss, with Embryonic Stem Cells, and only Embryonic Stem Cells.
Adult Stem Cells will never save me, at best they would only give me a fatal brain tumor, mercifully killing me before there is nothing left of me to kill. Or, if you believe in such things, sending me to heaven while there is still something left to send.
So, to re itorate, why is this a good thing?
Life.
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