He watched the crowd of medical students shift uncomfortably in their seats as they watched Subject #37 writhe about in yet another mindless orgasm. “So, you see,” he said “although technically brain-dead, Jennifer certainly cannot be thought of as dead. In fact, some people might say that her quality of life exceeds your own. If any one is interested in finding out more about this program…” He let his sentence hang in the air, and handed the pile of consent forms to a pretty girl in the front row.