The big headline lately is from the super-sensationalized-world known as LifeSiteNews, a watchdog for abortion subjects. Their recent article, Obama Agency Rules Pepsi Use of Aborted Fetus is “Ordinary Business” is woefully, woefully inaccurate immediately from the headline alone.
Obama Has Nothing To Do With It
The “Obama agency” that ruled the use was ordinary is the Securities and Exchange Commission which was begun in 1934. Anyone who would have been president at this moment would have given the same ruling, because it is ordinary. Be prepared to be completely bored and how ordinary the ruling is. If McCain had been elected instead of Obama, it would have been McCain’s agency, so to speak. And they still would have made the same ruling.
Pepsi isn’t the culprit, either.
Kraft, Campbell Soup, Cadbury, and Nestle have all used the same biochemistry outfit called Senomyx which owns a proprietary technique for figuring out, essentially, whether something objectively tastes good without asking a subjective person to taste it themselves. The reason they don’t just go straight to human tests is because there are 800,000 formulas to try out.
The sensors used for testing are made from cells. The cells are made from other cells, that reproduce to make more cells, times upwards of 10,000 generations ago potentially. The original sample of cells used in the original dividing process to reproduce them was taken in ~1972 from an aborted fetus. The cells used today are not “aborted fetus” cells, but rather, cells that are zillions of generations down the line from the original sampling which was from an aborted fetus.
The cells don’t go into the formula
An amount of a potentially-tasty formula from a recipe is placed into a device containing the cells, and various reactions are measured, and from those results the recipe is approved or disapproved and may go on to people taste-test trials — not using the amount that was used in the test. It’s a little like suggesting teflon could be found in some newly-prepared stir-fry asparagus made in a teflon-free wok, when instead actually the original recipe was devised years ago in a teflon-coated pan, but the asparagus you’re using now never even touched that pan from years ago. The teflon in the old original pan has nothing to do with the asparagus you’re making now in the wok, in the same way that there are no Nth-generation fetus cells in Pepsi soda.
Or if you prefer, it’s like suggesting a surgeon uses X-Ray film developer fluid inside your knee replacement surgery — when instead the fluid was only used to develop the X-Ray to figure out why you need surgery, but the fluid itself doesn’t have anything to do with the actual operation. The cells are like the developer fluid, used to determine if the recipe meets certain standards, and then the recipe itself is made separately for other people to try out.
The cells aren’t fetal remains
Think about a person who is dead in the ground, rotting in a coffin, perhaps named Winston. Say that Susan finds an old diary of Winston’s that contains a locket of his hair, and that Susan puts that hair into a culture and brews live cells somehow to make new cells based on the original sample of Winston’s hair. From those new cells, those divide into new cells, those divide into still newer cells, and so on. Is it fair to call the newest generation of cells part of Winston’s “remains”? They’re arguably not even actually Winston’s anymore, because they had to be spliced into something else to restart the process of replication.
What if you stubbed your toe on a sharp rock, and left behind a splotch of blood. The rock washes into the ocean, and a shark smells the blood. The shark swims over, and gobbles up a nearby child. Are you responsible for the child’s death? Did your own carelessness cause the child’s gruesome fate? The blame game is far too complicated to pin down specifically. Maybe some kid was skipping rocks and had to leave when his father called him, and left that rock in the sand that you stepped on. Maybe the father who called his son away from skipping rocks got called into work early. Maybe you buying up the last loaf of bread from the supermarket earlier that day caused the manager to see the shelf empty, fire the person who normally stocks it, and that person in frustration drinks heavily before driving home, smashes his car into a tree, causes a power line to fall down, creating the need for the father in to work early. There are too many unanswerable questions to be answered to pin blame on “the cells of an aborted fetus.”
MAYBE, the mother gave up the child for science. Maybe, the sincerely missed, yet-unborn fetus had to be given up and was instead of being discarded as it might normally by incinerator — instead was given for the promotion of scientific research, and that contribution to science later became groundwork for testing retrovirus cures, and among other high-demand intensive research matters, a better tasting soda.