First, the meaning of our headline, for those of you who were born yesterday (figuratively speaking). From Helen Reddy's 1972 hit song, "I Am Woman":
I am woman watch me grow
See me standing toe to toe
As I spread my lovin' arms across the land
But I'm still an embryo
With a long, long way to go
Until I make my brother understand . . . .
Now, from James Taranto's Best of the Web:
Meanwhile, the Associated Press reports from New Orleans on a survivor of Hurricane Katrina who has yet to be born:
The baby album for Rebekah Markham's soon-to-be-born child could include something extra special: photos of officers using flat-bottomed boats to rescue the youngster's frozen embryo from a sweltering hospital in the chaotic aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.
Markham is about to give birth via Caesarean section, nine months after being implanted with an embryo that nearly thawed when the flooded hospital lost electricity. . . .
"That is great! I'm going to call all our officers and tell them. They'll be pretty excited," said Lt. Eric Bumgarner, one of seven Illinois Conservation Police officers and three Louisiana state troopers who sloshed through floodwaters to remove the embryos. Bumgarner said he has often wondered what happened to the embryos: "One of these embryos could be the next president."
That seems unlikely, given that the embryo will be at least 33 years shy of the minimum age by Inauguration Day.
Good point. You've come a long way, baby -- but not that far.
That's why they pay James Taranto the big bucks . . . .
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