They analyzed blood stains on the cloth which was told to Jesus’s blood after he tried to reposition himself to avoid being suffocated when he was crucified. In chapter eight , tells of her experience of watching a beating heart, brain dead cadaver arrive to UCSF medical center to be harvested for its functioning organs to save people that desperately need transplants. Chapter nine talks about decapitation and head transplants. Since the brain is the center of consciousness it might be possible to communicate with w recently severed head for a few seconds after it has been severed. In Chapter ten, Roach tells about a process in where an aged man in 12th century Arabia might sacrifice himself to become a medical confection known as a mollified man. The man would only eat honey for a month and when died he would be placed in a coffin filled with hone. Then after a hundred ears the coffin would be opened and its contents are used as an application to treat broken limbs and wounded limbs. In chapter eleven Roach visits the Colorado University Veterinary Teaching Hospital where she is curious to see how death is dealt with when bereaved relatives are removed as a factor. She then goes on to speak to a Michigan funeral home owner who talks about a process that can decrease a dead persons weight to 3% of its original body…
My first impression of Stiff, just by the name, wasn’t the most pleasant reaction. When I flipped to the back cover and saw, “Stiff is an oddly compelling, often hilarious exploration of the strange lives our bodies postmortem” I was slightly confused at how an author could take such a heavy topic and make it humorous. As I began to read each page, Roach’s style of humor and brutally honest writing began to show. She had taken a heavy topic into a light and witty point of view. Before reading the book, I had little clue about the extraordinary, heroic, and undercover lives of cadavers. Now that I have finished the book, I have new knowledge about the lives of cadavers I thought I would never have received.…
Pages 7-8: Explain how the body was able to be preserved for such an extended period of time?…
There are several things that I like about this book. First off, I love historical fiction, and this is the genre of this book. Also, despite the author being too descriptive, the book went at a steady pace. For me, pace usually determines whether I will read the book or not, and I never really hesitated, or thought about changing books.…
A few days later, the mutilated, unidentifiable body of a ‘floater’ arrives on the autopsy table and Jack himself becomes disturbed by the case. While unidentified bodies routinely make their way to medical examiner’s office, what arouses Jack’s curiosity is not so much that the body is missing its head, hands and feet – but also its liver.…
My first passage from page 87 explains how cadavers have been used in car crash simulations to determine the force of impact during the crash. Most people, including myself, don't realize this even though we ride in a car almost everyday. Because of these cadavers, we are better-equipped and protected in car accidents. Without them, many mysteries would have remained, and the chances of surviving a car crash may have been severely low as well. This excerpt relates to my title because it is a research that cadavers take part in. Partaking in this research is one of the many things you can do with your cadaver.…
I enjoyed this book thoroughly and always kept me intrigued until the end. It had small twists in it that were rather easy to interpret but it was also very interesting. I don’t particularly relate to this book, although situations that I’ve endured have changed my perspective on life, in a positive aspect, and made me unprejudiced and versatile and not so…
I imagine myself, walking slowly past relics of 20th century post-modernism. The corridor is spaced perfectly; zigzagging up the pathway I catch a glimpse of each work drifting onward towards my fixation. To the left, Warhol’s iconic Campbell’s Soup Can, diagonally across the hallway David Salle’s Good Bye D is suspended. Further and further my eyes wander from left to right, each passing artifact as appealing as the last. With time I make it to the end of the hall. A rounded archway serves as a porter. Am I ready to pay the toll and pass on? Should I turn back around and take one more look at the hanging pieces in the hallway passed? Maybe I should. I don’t know if I’m ready to witness such a beast. Then again, I am here for a reason. Google Image’s thumbnails can only satisfy my curiosity for so long; I need to see this whale. As I move forward, taking a breath of cold, dry, air, the entire room is white as snow. Draped like a linen curtain, the leviathan comes into view. Thin cable wires are bolted to the top of the atrium, my eyes follow with gravity. The cables are fastened intricately to smooth, yellowed bone. My vision broadens. I am awe-struck. Each limb bigger than the next, I cannot even rationalize the size of it. The shadow cast on the floor makes the dimension contrast even more distinct. I’ve stood below such ocean-going mammals before. However, something about this carcass differs from those I’ve seen as a youth in the Natural History Museum, and the New York Aquarium. I look up and see comparable features; The complex fins, the grand rib cage, the broad tail. But, this inexplicable arrangement does not just instill childlike wonder but commands much deeper consideration. A complex crisscrossing of carbon-colored circles cloak the skeleton, protruding branches of rock-hard cartilage and marrow drip of fluidity and gesticulation. I stand beneath the corpse reveling at its magnitude, but the…
To me, the challenging part of the book was reading a book on a topic that I do not know much about. I am starting to become familiar with the legal system, however I am nowhere near that of a lawyer. This is why I stumbled at times on some of the legal lingo that the book contained. In addition to that, I did find myself with a better understanding of our legal system. I felt like I was along for the ride on the whole legal process. Also, I would like to note that I thoroughly enjoyed the chapter on the autopsy because I thought it was very interesting how they performed those procedures in that time period. I loved the detail that the author went into when describing how it all took place.…
I think this book was one of the best books I have read. It’s funny, has action, and is serious at moments. It was written really well and kept me entertained the whole time reading it. The only thing I would change is at the end of the book it ends to fast and doesn’t really explain everything I was thinking of. Other than that it was an awesome book.…
The author’s narrative, ripe with horrifying descriptions, is nonetheless told with compassion appealing to the emotions of the audience in his argument. The greater part of the book follows these men on their unlucky journey through the desert, and how each one is drained of their money, water, hopes and dreams, and for some, life. The author uses compelling descriptions of imagery; the taste of urine, the sight of mummified corpses, and the anguish of losing one's son are all strikingly portrayed. The reader finds themselves horrified each time death reaches another victim of the Devil’s Highway, forcing you to think about the family waiting in Mexico dreaming of a better life. At the beginning of the book Urrea lists the possessions of the dead (“John Doe # 37: no effects, John Doe # 44: Mexican bills in back pocket, a letter in right front pocket, a brown wallet in left front pocket”) these specific details provided are emotional responses to give the readers every last detail of the man and his possessions. Another technique Urrea uses that affects the audiences emotions is grammatical persons, Urrea often switches into second-person point-of-view so the reader imagines that he or she is going through the stages of hypothermia themselves. “Your muscles, lacking water, feed on themselves. They break down and start to rot. Once rotting in you, they dump rafts of…
The fact that it dealt with real life issues that were not sugar coated was what made this book so great. I would definitely recommend everyone read it at least once in their lifetime. While the book does mention some harsh realities, it is a part of life that should not be hidden. This book only brings more awareness to the conditions that some Native Americans still live in. It is crazy to think that if I had not read this book, I would not have realized that these atrocities were still occurring in parts of the United…
I thought the writer had a really good flow of style and expressed herself really well, especially with the storyline. It was a great story overall, the writer was very graphic with her words and it kind of made me feel like I was there re-living that moment with her. Her style was cool and she built up the story with conflict. The suspense was awesome because she made it feel like it was going to be good from the start to the end, but then I felt the tension when things became dark and muggy. The argumentation was written well and the story ended on a good note. The writer wrote for her people and you could literally…
In Conclusion, I, in no way, found this book boring at all. Moreover, it was hard for me to resist the book. Obviously, I would definitely recommend this book to someone. It was very hard for me to stop reading it, astoundingly. I have never before read a book like this, but I can see myself, without a doubt, in the future to read more books about cadavers and even more of Mary Roach’s books.…
In the meanwhile, I had to drain him and dress him, if his machete insulation would stick together again. His drain tap had no threads so I could not use a garden hose. Opening, the tap to its full capacity, I literally ran back and forth with buckets of water to the sewer. hole. Three hours later, I stood exhausted, sopping wet with sweat as the last pail of water brought Fred back to operating level just as the Gas man arrived. I always wondered why there were such large holes in the plaster around the water pipe holes next to the registrars and I would soon find out.” As Fred reheated, he developed air locks and releases and when these made their way up through the pipes, the registrars on the floors above literally jumped off the floor! Everybody arrived home after church to a house that was more alive with bangs and reverberations than we could have ever imagined. It was like living in a sauna, the humidity was so high in the whole house that the floors and stairs no longer creaked. Everything was swollen and tight. While all this was going on, I patiently persevered in the redressing of Fred with fistful after fistful of paper machete insulation. The sweat poured off both of us! Finally Fred came to his full stature, more portly than ever with a slight lean to the right. He was a work of desperation and…