Since the travel log aspect of this blog (i.e. the more interesting portion) will not develop until I leave for Indonesia, I am forced to hone my blogging skills with background info and pointless tangents. One may wonder how I have the time to wander aimlessly for a prolonged stretch. Am I wealthy, retired, a traveling salesman? Negative. Just an idiot. Inveterate moron, really. I spent two and a half years working as a civilian in Baghdad. I was able to pay off my debts and squirrel away a bit of coin. Civilian contractor in Baghdad, you ask? It's true. I might be a dirtbag.
And in Cleveland (I knew that place was shady) in the '70s a neurosurgeon named Robert White severed the head of one monkey and connected it to the body of another decapitated one. PETA would be very, very disappointed.
Why not humans? According to Robbie (still alive I believe)? Possible. Of course, the technology does not exist to reconnect spinal cords. This means any person benefiting from the surgery would still be paralyzed from the neck down. Hey, you can’t have everything. Where the hell did I read this? Mary Roach's Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Worth a read.