So naked, they don't even have skin
Dec. 2nd, 2006 11:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
On Thursday night, Russ and I finally went to see the Body Worlds 3 exhibit at our Science Center. If you've never heard of this exhibit, it is an exhibit of real human bodies that have been preserved by a method called plastination. There are displays of different body organs, complete and in cross-section, and displays of whole bodies.
Most of the bodies – referred to as plastinates in the exhibit – were displayed without glass cases, so you could walk around them and lean in close to see the muscles and tendons and organs.
One plastinate, about a third of the way into the exhibit, was about how the muscles connect, so the organs had all been removed. Facing the display, I could see the body's spine at the back of the empty torso. I had a rush of light-headedness. I wasn't feeling faint or squeamish; it was just a sudden physical reaction to my sudden realization (or re-realization) that I was looking at a real human body. The body in front of me was once a living person. That spine once bent so the person could pick up a pet or child.
There was another plastinate, in a gymnast pose, that showed the muscles under tension. I was admiring the grace in the limbs and the way the muscles all work together when Russ came up beside me. And I had another rush of light-headedness as I realized that beneath Russ' skin, he would look like that plastinate. I would also look like that. Everyone around us was exactly the same under their skin: muscles and bones and organs. Our spleens may be different sizes, but no one's going to tell.
You couldn't tell what race the plastinates were. Without their fat and skin, you can't tell what shape they were. Without looking at their genitals, you couldn't even tell if they were male or female. Because the exhibit is about the human body, there were no names or stories attached to any of the displays.
We are all alike under our skins. It is one of those super-simple truths that sounds cliché until you are actually looking at a bunch of bodies without skin and they do look alike. Even now, thinking about that, I feel that light-headed sensation again.
Most of the bodies – referred to as plastinates in the exhibit – were displayed without glass cases, so you could walk around them and lean in close to see the muscles and tendons and organs.
One plastinate, about a third of the way into the exhibit, was about how the muscles connect, so the organs had all been removed. Facing the display, I could see the body's spine at the back of the empty torso. I had a rush of light-headedness. I wasn't feeling faint or squeamish; it was just a sudden physical reaction to my sudden realization (or re-realization) that I was looking at a real human body. The body in front of me was once a living person. That spine once bent so the person could pick up a pet or child.
There was another plastinate, in a gymnast pose, that showed the muscles under tension. I was admiring the grace in the limbs and the way the muscles all work together when Russ came up beside me. And I had another rush of light-headedness as I realized that beneath Russ' skin, he would look like that plastinate. I would also look like that. Everyone around us was exactly the same under their skin: muscles and bones and organs. Our spleens may be different sizes, but no one's going to tell.
You couldn't tell what race the plastinates were. Without their fat and skin, you can't tell what shape they were. Without looking at their genitals, you couldn't even tell if they were male or female. Because the exhibit is about the human body, there were no names or stories attached to any of the displays.
We are all alike under our skins. It is one of those super-simple truths that sounds cliché until you are actually looking at a bunch of bodies without skin and they do look alike. Even now, thinking about that, I feel that light-headed sensation again.
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Date: 2006-12-03 09:36 pm (UTC)I wouldn't get anything done!
This brought out to me just how much we do take for granted. Our lungs, our spleens, our intestines... there's a hell of a lot of stuff crammed into us, all working together in miraculous ways.
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:46 am (UTC)Well, yeah, that's exactly why I said it's good! Our brains can only pay attention to a tiny fraction of the sensory input they receive -- imagine really contemplating every blade of grass, every distant conversation -- and that's not even counting the things we do ourselves: every breath, every memory, and all the things we hardly know we're doing, like digesting our food or creating insulin and on and on...
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Date: 2006-12-04 05:15 pm (UTC)If I even try to think about all the muscles it takes just to type this, I get so overwhelmed that I find myself tripping up like the centipede who was asked how he manages to co-ordinate all his legs.
Right after seeing the exhibit, I was having trouble concentrating on a conversation because I kept thinking about the muscles needed to talk and found myself watching their face instead of actually listening. But I'm easily influenced that way.
OK, now I'm just using this comment to ramble and process random thoughts...
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Date: 2006-12-03 07:49 pm (UTC)People in China can be imprisoned and executed for practicing a different religion or for simply disagreeing with the state. The state then sells their organs or their corpse without obtaining their consent.
The founder of the "plastination" technique has reported that he no longer obtains bodies from China but I dunno for sure. How can I be sure one of those people wasn't tortured and killed for believeing in the same God I believe in? :-(
-F-
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Date: 2006-12-03 08:57 pm (UTC)There are other exhibits touring that have imitated the plastination techniques and even copied the displays. Some of those may use bodies attained illegally or immorally. I agree with your concerns, and wouldn't have gone to the exhibit myself except for the reassurance that these were donated bodies. I'm considering the donation process myself, in case I die in a way that doesn't allow my organs to be used in transplants.
If you decide to go, I highly recommend spending the extra $5 for the audio tour - it was highly informative.
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Date: 2006-12-04 05:21 pm (UTC)The thing is, we make a big deal about how different our outsides are, when they aren't really so different either (compare two humans to, for example, a dolphin, and the two humans, even if they are different shapes, genders and races, don't really look so different from each other).
Take away skin and fat, where so many of our differences live: the muscles, tendons and organs are remarkably alike. Sure, disease and different lifestyles mean that one person's heart is bigger then another's, or one person's spine is curved differently. But, even with those bodies side by side, a lay person would have a hard time seeing the difference.
We are not literally all the same under our skins, but the differences that "matter" are erased.