I think I’ve seen this one. It’s the one where someone thinks it’s a good idea to muck about with science and ends up creating a monster.
Whether that’s the monster of Frankenstein’s creation, an horrific flesh-melting disease or some sort of man-eating plant, it always ends in tears.
The reason I’ve come over all Mary Shelley this week is because two pieces of news collided in my imagination. The first was the approval from the House of Commons that so-called three-person embryos could be created to stop mitochondrial disease being passed down through the generations.
And the second was that a phial containing a few drops of Sir Winston Churchill’s blood will be auctioned in Dorchester next month.
Is it just me, or does everyone at this point imagine some sort of shadowy super-villain rubbing his hands with glee at the thought of being able to genetically-engineer legions of Winston clones using powers granted to him by MPs?
It might sound as far-fetched as Marvel’s Captain America, but this science is real and it’s here.
For a guide price of £200 to £300, that super-villain could hold in his hands the DNA coding for one of the most revered military leaders in modern history.
Perhaps I have been watching too many superhero films, but it does beg the question of how far this DNA dickering is going to go?
Much has been reported about the rigorousness of the UK’s regulations on IVF and this procedure.
But at the end of the day, scientists will still take an embryo, remove the parents’ nucleii or the mother’s nucleus from it, and put it in someone else’s embryo.
If that’s not tinkering with nature, I don’t know what is.
I know it will help hundreds of families have children, and that’s nice, but where will it end?
You just know celebrities like Kim Kardashian and Kanye West would consider doing it if they had the opportunity.
I think we should listen to the warnings of Shelley, King and Wyndham and just leave it to nature to help us evolve.