I saw this, and while I respect the science aspect of it, I'm always bothered by what we tend to call "life"...
Personally, I don't think of this as "life", to me, somewhere in the neighborhood of a common house fly does "life" begin...
I guess everybody draws their line in sand in different places and may even look at the same line with different perspectives, but I tend to not use "life" until we're talking about an organisms ability to process at least 5 senses and use judgment among other brain wielding characteristics...
i.e., life shall be defined henceforth as this. When I approach it, it has the ability, whether it actually does or not, to make a decision about me, ask me questions, and then decide to either pick up it own version of a gun and shoot me dead or not...
