The economy is so bad that Cat cloning is going out of business. Well duh, as the planet has no need for more cats - and hey, I like cats. I've owned many. But a cat was never meant to be a mourner at your funeral (unless, maybe you willed the cat your bajillon dollar fortune, and boy will your relatives just loooove that.)
"After studying this market for more than a decade -- and offering both cat and dog cloning services -- we now believe the market is actually extremely small," he wrote on BioArts' now-defunct website.
And while many of its dog clones turned out normal, researchers could not explain why some were plagued by physical defects."
Let's face it - cloning science, whether for Kitty-cats or dogs or people - is merely a disaster in waiting. Does no one read any science fiction? Clones are just visual copies -- unless you implant them with memories of the one cloned ... and that's where all the stories turn bad.
NOTE: I knew a fellow once who had a bat he kept as a pet, and when the bat Crossed Over to the Other Side, he had is stuffed, wings akimbo, and hung it from the mirror of his car, often tapping it with a finger, waggling his eyebrows at his passengers, and most seductively wagging at any woman (save for a cousin or such) as if to indicate his Inevitable Ascendance to Alpha Male (akin to “I'm gonna be manager of that Tire Store one day!”)
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