A few days ago Britain confirmed the legality of creating embryos using human DNA inserted into an empty animal egg. The press is calling the result a "human-animal hybrid," and the conservatives are having a fit. But everybody needs to calm down. This is not the start of Island of Doctor Moreau-type people wandering around with donkey heads on human torsos. All the DNAin these embryos is human; the embryos are destroyed within two weeks; it is illegal to implant them into a womb. The embryos exist for research purposes.
It seems that every step along the way toward genetic engineering raises cries of "creating monsters!" and "playing God!" and "Frankenstein!" I'm old enough to remember those cries from 1978, when the first "test tube baby," Louise Brown, was born. Her mother's egg and father's sperm had been mixed in a petri dish and implanted in the mother. Screams of protest, wild-eyed editorials ("Is She Really Human?") Today there are tens of thousands of people walking around who are the result of in vitro fertilization. No one can tell who they are. You could be one of them.
Ask your mother.