Delphine Chanéac as a toddler

Could someone please send Professor Akira Iritani – the guy who’s all excited about cloning a Woolly Mammoth – a copy of The Lost World – Jurassic Park, a copy of The Godzilla Collection on DVD, and a link to this old news article about ivory consumption in Japan? I mean, as a person who suffers from a terminal case of tech ennui, I’m all for cloning. Especially if I can clone, say, Isabella Rossellini or Delphine Chanéac. Oh. Never mind. Someone already cloned Delphine, and that didn’t turn out so well, did it. Which is sort of the point I want to make here. Although cloning has phenomenal potential to benefit the human race, the practical and ethical ramifications are so poorly understood at this juncture that it seems almost comically irrational to tackle cloning a massive mammal that’s been extinct for 10,000 years. Especially when, so far, the greatest success with cloning has been a sheep named after a big-breasted country music star, and the closest thing we have to a Woolly Mammoth that’s still living is in danger of extinction. Sure. Gimme one o’ them elephants, I got me some Woolly Mammoths to make. Please Dr. Iritani. Baby steps. BABY steps.