Human tissue fibroblasts.
Sounds pretty benign? Clinical even? Miraculous, perhaps?
Back when I was doing medical research one of my duties was feeding and maintaining the human cell cultures. We had oblong shaped, flat plastic bottles with little orange screw top lids that I would pour the growth medium into, then add the cells. The growth medium looked like red Gatorade. The bottles would then stack on a machine that slowly rotated them, keeping the cells healthy. After a period of time, I would decant and discard most of them, while a were few kept to propagate the next generation.
If you are curious, the book The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks is a fantastic exploration of the story of the woman responsible for some of the cell lines I was using and the ethical implications.
As it turns out, I was given a bottle of the “foreskin face cream” by my dermatologist friend after reading my posts on the subject. (Thank you for reading by the way… I need to have you do a guest post.)
Not to be one to discriminate against foreskins, particularly given my recent posts, and since it had been generously given to me, I determined to go ahead and give it a try.
Truthfully, I stared at the bottle all evening. “It is red and smells like sweaty feet…” He had warned me. I squirted some out on toilet tissue and gingerly took a sniff. Hmmmm.
The bottle has sat on the bathroom counter all week.
I stare at it, contemplate it, worry about it.
Please do not think that poor unsuspecting babies are having their foreskins actively harvested for this face cream. A single foreskin over twenty years ago was turned into a cell culture and now those cells are grown and harvested like I described above and the fibroblasts are purified for this cream.
That boy is probably a man now. I wonder of he knows that thousands of women are smearing the derivatives of his foreskin on their faces twice a day? I wonder how he feels about being that close to Oprah? I hope he is getting a cut of the price of this face cream. Wow.
It is important to know that you are not smearing bloody foreskin all over your face…
Except that it looks like bloody foreskin jelly. It looks like those cell cultures. The smell. I have smelled that smell before. If I did not know what those cell cultures looked like, maybe I could do it? Maybe? I felt like I should give it a go, it was a gift after all…
But I can’t!!!!
I just can’t, even if Oprah thinks it is ah-mazing. Even if it IS a miracle. Now those poor cells will have died in vain.
Are you tired of hearing about foreskin face cream? How many posts have done on this? I know, I know….
Maybe I will stare at it a bit longer.