I wrote this comment in our newspaper online, last night, in response to the hit piece on the human body exhibit at the Alaska State Fair, which I had just seen.
“I was AWESTRUCK by how wonderfully Jesus created our bodies. I was almost in tears at times, having never seen how intricate and complex our bodies really are. I also now understand better how my own muscles, ligaments and tendons work together. It was just amazing, and the glory should be fully given to God! Why would anyone want to rob this experience from anyone? The smell was oil based paint. I spoke with one of the painters who painted the pipes and the ceiling overhead. So you’ll make a retraction for your error on the smell, right, Juli[a]?”
She had claimed the smell was from the bodies. I don’t see a retraction. Our newspaper has a monopoly, and is owned by a huge media corporation, McClatchy. I don’t think they care much about fair play and the truth. They almost completely ignored Ron Paul, for example.
Also, it’s been awhile since I’ve commented, so I had to re-register. I tried to use my real name, but their software wouldn’t let me. Not sure why not, but my NOHATE license plate can be seen.
From: Anchorage Daily News
Something’s off about fair’s body exhibit
Posted by adn_jomalley [Julia O’Malley]
Anchorage Daily News
Posted: August 29, 2012 – 7:21 pm
I wasn’t expecting to be queasy as I walked through the “Our Body: Live Healthy” exhibit of preserved human remains at the Alaska State Fair last week. I’m not squeamish, but the pelt of human skin was a little much. And the eyebrows left on the skinless faces. And the strange chemical smell. All of that might have been OK in another environment, say a museum or a lab. But there is just something off about touring a room full of dissected human bodies at a fair, between Ferris wheel rides and visits to the pork-chop-on-a-stick stand.
Promoters say Our Body is all about science and health. But as I went through the exhibit, which links obvious health messages like “smoking damages lungs” to displays of dissected cadavers injected with plastic polymers, I couldn’t shake the feeling that what was going on was more like a macabre spectacle, like a circus freak show. Were viewers learning something? Maybe. Very little of the health information came as a surprise to me. It functioned more as a way to justify morbid curiosity.