Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Perhaps there is a little Alistair Cooke in all of us
When broadcaster Alistair Cooke died of cancer a few years ago, his family had him cremated and they spread his ashes in Central Park.
This was apparently not before body snatchers had the opportunity to steal the old guy’s bones and sell them on the black market.
One would think the bones of a celebrity of Cooke’s caliber would fetch a hefty sum if brought to the right collector. Alas, this was not the case. The bones were sold for $7,000 to a “tissue processing company”, to be used for such items as dental implants on unsuspecting donors.
This is illegal for two reasons. One, it was done without his family’s consent, and two, because the broadcaster died from cancer that had spread to his bones, they were diseased, and so will be any implants created by them.
This whole gruesome story aside, it does create a cottage industry for the owners of certain estates. Suppose you had a parent who was a famous musician. After their death, along with selling their songs to beer commercials, you could also sell their bones to be implanted into aspiring artists.
Personally, I’d take a pinky transplant, just so I could say, “Oh yeah? Well I have more talent in my little finger…”
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