At first glance, it doesn’t particularly bother me.
When I was little, I remember seeing slices of human parts in the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago. It didn’t seem nearly as human, because they were slices between glass and not the whole body.
People donate their bodies to science on a regular basis, and as far as I know the Church does not have a problem with that. One man told me they would take his wife’s body for a year and then return whatever remains there might be for burial. The difference here is that instead of medical students, the display is public.
One thing I think is instructive is the display on smoker’s lung v non-smoker lung. When I used to work some in a morgue (normally to do photographic darkroom work with the pathologist) I saw how blatantly obvious it is, and how different the lungs are. Perhaps these models will get a message through to some would-be smokers.
I read about the plastic process a few years ago. It seems like a good tool for teaching anatomy because there is no issue with refrigeration and preservation, not to mention the smell. Plus, things stay where they used to be and don’t move around as they “change” post mortem or as they cut away parts. In essence, it is the first time we are able to see things “as they would be” preserved in their positions.
The thing that seems strange, though, is if this process goes like many others and becomes affordable and commercial, then I imagine people who decide to keep their relatives’ remains not in an urn, but right there in the living room standing there watching everybody. This just seems like a creepy prospect. I’m just not sure what it would be like to go visit mom and there is dad, standing there smiling at us but unable to hear me or speak to me. That said, I’m strangely intrigued by it. I think it is weird like that because it deals with the issue of immortality – taking a biodegradable body and making it last essentially indefinitely. I’d hate to think we’d end up with unwanted “human remains” around, smiling even as they’re loaded into a truck to move from one house to another. :whacky:
Maybe they don’t smile.
Alan