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The Largest Woman On Earth

The first of August Nineteen Twenty an African-American girl was born.

What happened to her is the reason you pay so much for healthcare.

She weighs over Fifty Million Metric Tons and growing. Today, despite being dead and not having much of an education she works tirelessly in labs worldwide creating cancer treatments, and other medicines. Many of the laws governing abortion, healthcare, and pharmaceuticals exist because of her.

She is worth more than every rich person on earth combined and yet her family has always been poor

This woman is the reason someone you love is alive today.

Her name is Henrietta Lacks.

The Supreme Court ruled her body with its immortal cells did not belong to herself or her family.

This is why when doctors take your organs they don't pay you for it. Even if your organs are the reason they win a Nobel prize or make billions.

It's also why women can't have an abortion for profit. (An aborted fetus is worth over sixty-two thousand dollars. OVER $62,000!!!! Yikes!) 

Can you imagine how many women would get knocked up just for the blood money? It would be horrific.

On the downside because of the rulings governing Henrietta Lacks cells many very sick people cannot get the medicine they need.

Certain fetal cells have been proven to literal reverse aging up to ten years and cure almost anything, unfortunately, rich companies like Pepsi buy these cells at costs the common person cannot compete with, just to make a soda more addictive.

To me, this seems wrong. I'd rather the lost lives were put to better use than pure profit. Fetal cells, for instance, can repair the damage done by chemo.

Yet do we ever hear about things like this on the news? Are we ever taught about this in school?

I learned about HeLa cells doing research for a SciFi I'm writing. I genuinely hope a movie is made about all the consequences we face because of the Supreme Court's ruling in Moore vs. Regents.

Regents, Henrietta Lacks children. A medical student turned journalist years after their mother's death informed them of the scientific breakthroughs created by their mother's cervical tumor. An immortal tumor that lives on today and will continue to live on long past when you and I are dust.

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