She's got perfect little fingers;
She's got perfect little toes,
With the darkest eyes I've ever seen,
And tiny button nose--
She's more delicate than poetry,
More powerful than prose--
She's a beauty, and there isn't any doubt
She's a miracle in diapers,
As I watch her calmly doze;
Even through her father's awkward looks
Her mother's beauty shows
We conceived her in a test tube
So, as everybody knows,
She is soulless, and we'll have to throw her out.
Via PZ, a tale told by an idiot. What horrible world view could look at a baby and consign it to the trash bin based on something so trivial as an ancient book? I get the feeling that Cathy Lynn Grossman, given the choice between saving the family bible or her own daughter from a house fire, would proudly emerge from the smoke clutching the book with both hands.
Update! It seems Ms. Grossman has read my response, and considers it an out-of-nowhere slap, much as I thought her question a bit of a rabbit-punch to the families helped by IVF. I have responded here.