I don’t see the problem in giving people some hope

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A 14-year-old British girl was recently involved in a legal battle between her parents after she begged to be cryogenically frozen in order to be able to live again if a cure is ever found for the cancer that killed her

After writing a heartfelt letter to the judge, her final wish was granted and shortly after her death her body was flown to a cryogenics company in America to be frozen ‘in perpetuity’ at a cost of £37,000.

Some obviously think such places are a massive scam and that they are preying on people’s misfortune.

I guess we’ll never know, but birth is possible with frozen embryos so maybe life is possible again by freezing.

There are also those who are saying who in their right mind would want to come back way into the future when you have no friends or family and are completely out of touch with what is happening in the world.

But to me it’s a no-brainer.

Who would want to miss out on hoverboards and flying cars, or meeting our new robot overlords?

Cryogenics obviously give people hope before dying and I don’t see the problem with that.

We just have to hope medical science makes a big breakthrough.

Although what happens in the future when the cryogenic machines go wrong or the cleaner accidentally unplugs them?

Who would know?

I just think this girl has been extremely brave and has dealt with her impending death in a very mature manner.

As she said in her letter to the judge, she didn’t want to die.

Being cryogenically frozen gave her some hope that she would live again one day.

It’s sad to read about someone so young succumbing to this awful disease.

It’s also unusual for a court to see sense in such matters and grant her wish. She called the judge her hero.

The truth is no-one knows for sure whether people will ever be brought back to life.

To me the odds must be pretty slim.

But you know what, I’d rather take my chances with science than prayers.


First the Harlem Shake took the internet by storm, then there was the Ice Bucket Challenge – and now we have the Mannequin Challenge.

I took on the first two with the family (obviously because the kids wanted to), but the Mannequin Challenge I did with my friends.

Friends who were on a 48-hour bender at a Butlins ’90s weekend.

It will come as no surprise that it must rank as one of the worst efforts ever!

Someone waved at the camera, another was caught trying to put his mask on (it was fancy dress). The mask was also inside out and upside down and someone at the front was looking disorientated.

You’ll see better musical statues at a disco for five-year-olds.


It’s that time of year when my wallet quivers every time the kids circle something else in the Argos catalogue.

A couple of professors now reckon we should stop telling our kids that Santa is real as by doing so it will ‘undermine their trust’ in us at a later date, or some kind of garbage like that.

We once told our kids when they were being naughty that the red flashing light on the smoke alarm was Father Christmas’s eye and he could see them misbehaving.

I see no evidence of psychological harm...yet.

For goodness sake, why can’t we just let our kids enjoy the magic of Christmas? There’s more than enough bad stuff going on in the world without these two academic killjoys wanting to ruin things!