OH boy! I snatched up this book from the library, and even in the prologue I found something so utterly horrifying, that I just had to stop reading to let you know:
From “The Clone Age,” by Lori B. Andrews, page 7: “Is it the wrong time for a pregnancy, but you want to freeze the fetus in case you later want to bring to life that very baby? Cryogenic Solutions of Houston offers such freezing, even though the technology to ‘reanimate’ such a fetus is not yet available.”
Although, I probably shouldn’t be surprised, it’s not like people don’t already freeze their children — that we don’t have thousands of little kids on ice right now. But something about how very callous that statement is just struck me in a unique way. This is not about a couple wanting desperately to have kids and the only way is to conceive in a petri dish. This is about your personal convenience! That poor child has already been conceived normally and is growing and thriving in his or her natural environment, and you want to rip him out of your body and freeze him — oh, but hang on there kid, because some day I might decide that I want you?!!?!?!
There is nothing in that decision that has anything to do with love — except for the extreme, selfish love of self of the individual making that horrible decision.
And, supposing you do this, what do you tell your kid???!? “Hi, honey. Yeah, well I want you now, but I didn’t want you earlier,”????? What is that going to do to the poor kid’s self esteem?
This is a sick, sick world in which we live.