One insult bites the dust
Found a neat article about a new type of artifical heart that uses, as its primary impeller a rotating blade assembly. Traditional artificial hearts (a phrase that could only exist in our age) apparently wear down all the time because they have many small, intricate moving parts that wear down after a very short time. This thing, however, has no such pieces and the creators have no idea how long it could last… only that it will last longer than the older model.
It has one side effect: no pulse. Because it doesn’t imitate the pumping heart but instead more of a turbine concept, the patients with this artificial heart don’t have a pulse, only a “gentle whirling noise that patients describe as similar to the sound of a washing machine…” That’s really freaky. I mean, really freaky.
So now we can’t say, “He’d have sex with anyone with a pusle,” because that doesn’t include everyone in the human race. The phrase, “He’d have sex with anyone with a constant flow blood stream,” just doesn’t have the same ring to it.