Human Cloning. What are the ethical implications of cloning? Does it take away human nature and dignity? To clone or not to clone?
In the 20th century the possibility of human cloning was a subject of speculation even among the scientific community. However it wasn't until the 1960s that cloning started to be taken seriously. Many scientists, including a Nobel Prize winning geneticist were suddenly taking interest in the once elusive theory that the human form could be cloned. This has sparked debate among many, especially those among the religious side. The debate only heated up when in 1996, scientists from Edinburgh successfully cloned the first mammal, dolly the sheep. As science continues to evolve we can assume it is only a matter of time before someone is able to clone an actual human being. This brings us to the frequently asked questions, What are the ethical implications of cloning? Does it take away human nature and dignity? To clone or not to clone? To answer all those questions, we first have to explore cloning fully starting with the ethical implications. For example, human cloning can be good as it can be used to treat diseases such as cancer, heart disease and diabetes and also can be useful for people who need transplants. It can also help with reconstructive treatment for burn victims who get half their bodies burnt to an unrecognizable state. Instead of relying on donors, people could have organs just like that with no need for waiting lists or immunosuppressive drugs. On the other
In Love After Love and Presents From My Aunts, the theme of self-discovery is addressed.
Compare Love After Love with one other poem and explore the theme of self-discovery in each of the poems. In 'Love After Love' and 'Presents From My Aunts', the theme of self-discovery is addressed. LAL discusses reverting back to your true self after the break down of a relationship whilst, Presents is about a teenager's struggles of finding herself in terms of her culture. Both poems use language to convey the importance of self-discovery. In LAL, emotive language is used. For example, 'welcome', 'greet' and 'elation'. This shows the excitement in finding yourself again. Presents similarly uses emotive words; however, for a much more negative approach. She 'longed' for the conventional 'denim and corduroy' and felt 'alien' in the 'glistening' salwar kameez. Her choice of vocabulary show her discomfort to the clothes and, in turn, she feels disconnected from her P Pakistani roots. Personally, I find this disheartening to see how she feels so distant from her culture, an importance part of her identity. Alternatively, in LAL religious connotations are used. It says 'Give wine. Give bread.' This could be used to signify the importance as 'wine' and 'bread' could be associated with the last supper or the Christian Eucharist services. Both poems also use structure to further explore self-discovery. LAL features an enjambaunt: 'Give back your heart/to itself'. This could have
Search for My Tongue Sujata Bhatt Possible themes: Identity; Living between two cultures; Language; Race.
Search for My Tongue - Sujata Bhatt You ask me what I mean by saying I have lost my tongue. I ask you, what would you do if you had two tongues in your mouth, and lost the first one, the mother tongue, and could not really know the other, the foreign tongue. You could not use them both together even if you thought that way. And if you lived in a place you had to speak a foreign tongue, your mother tongue would rot, rot and die in your mouth until you had to spit it out. I thought I spit it out but overnight while I dream, (munay hutoo kay aakhee jeebh aakhee bhasha) (may thoonky nakhi chay) (parantoo rattray svupnama mari bhasha pachi aavay chay) (foolnee jaim mari bhasha nmari jeebh) (modhama kheelay chay) (fullnee jaim mari bhasha mari jeebh) (modhama pakay chay) it grows back, a stump of a shoot grows longer, grows moist, grows strong veins, it ties the other tongue in knots, the bud opens, the bud opens in my mouth, it pushes the other tongue aside. Everytime I think I've forgotten, I think I've lost the mother tongue, it blossoms out of my mouth. Search for My Tongue - Sujata Bhatt Possible themes: Identity; Living between two cultures; Language; Race. Facts Quotes/facts Explanation/effects Content . The poet writes about losing her tongue = forgetting how to speak her Mother tongue. 2. But then, as she dreams, her mother tongue
Persuasive Speech - Poverty
The gap between the world's rich and poor has never been wider. While wealthy individuals are relishing in a lavish life of luxury, millions are being forced to endure an insufferable daily reality of poverty, conflict and lack of food. For these disadvantaged people, the hunger is unrelenting and the desperation is overwhelming. The time for a drastic change has arrived. It is up to you and I to make a difference before a significant proportion of the world's population drown in an ocean of poverty. We must save lives. Shockingly, a child dies every three seconds from AIDS and severe starvation. I'm sure you'll agree with me when I say that this infant mortality rate is unacceptably high. Something must be done in order to help countless families escape the famine pandemic. Unsurprisingly, there is sufficient food in the world to cater for everyone's needs. So why do so many find themselves ensnared by extreme poverty? Millions of people worldwide are trapped on an incessant downward spiral, frenetically fighting for food, education...and their lives. These people lack money; they are unable to purchase enough food to nourish themselves and their families. Inevitably, this continuous malnutrition leads their physical and mental condition to deteriorate, therefore decreasing their ability to work. With no employment, their finances continue to diminish, leaving only one
Mateo Falcone. One day Gianneto Sanpiero, an outlaw that was being followed by Corsican voltigeurs, came up to Mateos Falcone house where Fortunato was alone.
Mateo Falcone Short Story At the beginning of the story the narrator talks about the geography where the story sets and where you should hide if you killed a man and how to take the necessary precautions to survive. For the narrator to know these things, he must have known someone who had gone threw that experience or he himself was part of it. Murder was nothing new at that time because of the French Revolution taking place at that time. Things were getting worse due to the tyranny, oppression, corruption in the government, bankruptcy, lack of civil rights and extreme taxation. Living in these circumstances, Mateo Falcone developed several skills that were vital for his survival and that of his family and those around him. He was a great marksman, respected man among the people and feared because of his reputation. Mateo was a great friend and a dangerous enemy, with a strong sense of justice. Mateo Falcone's son, Fortunato, is also a big part of this story. Fortunato was an intelligent young man raised in the noble's principles that were loyalty, honor, protection of the lower class and to never betray your people. One day Gianneto Sanpiero, an outlaw that was being followed by Corsican voltigeurs, came up to Mateo's Falcone house where Fortunato was alone. Gianneto Sanpiero asked Fortunato to hide him so the Corsican voltigeurs would not find him. Fortunato asked him if
media coursework- comparing two movie posters
You are a designer for a movie company's team and you have been asked to comment on two movie posters for recently released films. write a report for the head of the promotional team explaining the ways in which you think the two movie posters effectively promote the film. Dear Sir, As requested I have analysed and compared two movies posters to see which one is most effective in promoting to their target audience, I did this by comparing how different techniques can promote the films in the most successful way. One poster is n action film called 'Iron Man'. And the other is the animated comedy 'ratatouille' (Rat-a-too-ee). In the two movie posters typography is used differently to promote the two films. An example of this would be in, 'Iron Man'. The font of the title on the poster is tall, bold, capitalised writing, with a gradient of black to gold merging down from the top of the text. There is also a glowing shimmer to the writing, this gives the writing a metal affect. These connotations link the title to the film; with the effect of the word 'Iron' in the title implies its genre, about strength. Further more implying to the audience this poster is about an action film as; strength is associated with metal and is also associated with power which people fight over. Also, the glowing shimmer of the writing can be associated with metal, it can also be used to imply
Coursework Assignment: Creative Writing
Fallen Reflection And there he was, a boy of five in the middle of the forest clearing. He ran daintily, in his grass-stained rags, barefoot and without a care. He was careful not to trample over any of the flowers, and smiled to himself as he passed and saw his reflection in the small, clear pool of water. In his dirtied hands, he held a twig which he threw up into the air every ten steps or so, his auburn hair ruffled by the silent breeze. He stopped abruptly next to the pool of water, and his smile slowly slipped away as the water clouded and ripples formed, although nothing had touched the surface. He kneeled down next to the pool of water, and his face became emotionless, as if he no longer knew what he was doing as he stared into the pool's depths. He saw her, and his hand swept through the air and closed on a flower. Its petals were delicate, white and radiant with light. It had not yet blossomed to full magnitude but was graceful and beautiful beyond comprehension. He pulled on the stem gently, easing it in one smooth action out of the dirt and into the air, breathing in its scent. * * * * * The young girl screamed. Screams that filled the silent night air, screams of anguish and relief. And then, she was no more. She lies inside a coffin made of wood, atop a hill. Her gravestone bears no words. Her arms are crossed over her chest and she holds a book, beneath
Descriptive piece - prison
Description of a prison The walls closed in. I could not escape the endless, darkened wait to freedom. Sat in the corner of the chilled room, I can see the sharp corners at each edge of the room. The walls, painted red many years ago, connecting each corner forming a perfectly shaped square room. The dull paint on each of the four walls carries a burden memories where psychotic men drawing closer and closer to their death had been scratching at the walls. Looking up from the corner of the cell, my light flickers as many moths flutter around it finding the only hope and light that is left in the prison. The square room held one bed and one toilet captive. The rusty bed was only fit for a very small child, had no mattress and only one thin sheet covered in unknown stains. The stone floor was covered in small, dead insects which were rotting and been eaten by smaller maggots and bugs. Around these bugs small speckles of dried blood could be seen where men had attempted to escape the prison in their own personal ways. Some would succeed. Some would live the rest of their life in pain. Some would return to nightmare in the small and claustrophobic prison cell. It was time for the guard to pass on his hourly walk. Before each prisoner could see the guard the sound of his steel toecap boots could see him with echo through the halls of the dull prison. Each man would shiver in
Writing to persuade - letter
210 Madeup Road, Blackpool, Lancashire, . 5th June 2008 6, Something Street, Fleetwood, Lancashire, . Dear Gordon Marsden, One hundred thousand people every day die of old age, what is harsh, painful and ultimately a pointless death. As a co-founder of the SENS project (Strategies for Engineered Negligible Senescence) which is a detailed plan for curing human ageing, I am writing to you to urge you to become a fan of this life saving research, and to ask you to make a donation towards this research as it's not yet funded for by the government. The main researcher in the development to cure ageing is Dr. Aubrey De Grey who believes this miracle cure could be here in only 25 years if the research is properly funded for. The curing of old age would stop you living your last few years in misery with the inability to take care of yourself, the pains to your body that old age brings, and the deaths of loved ones that's once again due to this deadly disease. This is how OAP's are now living, and what everyone will potentially have to face in the last few years of their lives. If the research succeeds it should also cure other illnesses such as Parkinson's and Alzheimer's as a part of the age defeating process includes replacing certain cells that lead to this
English Short Story Coursework
Year 10 GCSE course work Short story Lance eagerly watched the balcony like a hawk which had caught sight of its prey, he was sitting beside the fire place with a rifle clutched firmly in his hands, and he knew they were coming. On the outside he looked calm however on the inside was a different story, his heart was racing and his lungs were suffocating, he knew his life was drawing to an end. Lance sat motionless, not one muscle in his body moved and it appeared as though he had already been killed. Although his expression remained very simple, his brain on the contrary was as jumbled as a jigsaw: he was wracking every nerve and cell deviating plans and escape manoeuvres that might hopefully secure his life but they were nothing more than just theories. Lance remained still keeping his movements to a minimum, the fire place began to crackle and feint sparks appeared as the wood began to singe, he pondered deep into his thoughts almost unaware of his surroundings, so it would appear. A chandelier hung above his head, it shimmered vibrantly in the fire light and it almost created a peaceful atmosphere but Lance knew carnage was just around the corner...possibly closer. Lance had remained in the same position for hours on end, he was sat upon a chair and much like the rest of his furniture it was priceless. The chair had a soft velvet texture, had been embroidered with
