Originally Posted by Dick Justice
I'm not sure where this should go, but I think Spirituality is maybe the best bet.
Anyway, I'm in 10th grade, and I have a terribly shitty biology teacher. Mr. Richardson. The other day, I got in a huge fight with him over something that nobody should ever have to argue with anyone whose life is devoted to science--we argued creationism.
First, he started giving us a little spiel about how, as soon as a sperm cell and an egg cell meet, "that's you, that's a little baby." That pissed me off majorly, because I'm one of those pro-choicer baby-murdering motherfuckers. So I told him, "No, Mr. Richardson, actually you are wrong." It's about the ballsiest thing I've ever said to a teacher. I was very proud.
He started saying that as soon as those two cells are joined, that's life, and that's a baby. I argued that a sperm cell is life, and so is an egg cell. And that, in fact, any single cell is its own independent life, as he had taught us.
He didn't like that. Then we got into fetuses.