Even knowing the crazy shit that happens when your body is "donated for science" I still want it. It would be neat for some weirdo to have my skull on their shelf, or get dissected in front of an audience.
Now that I think about it, I should sell off my body parts like a Ferengi.
It's my understanding that most bodies "donated to science" end up as medical school cadavers, that you'll be a semester's lab equipment for four graduate students.
I don't care if some psychopathic med student uses my body as a puppet while doing a silly voice. I don't care if they play Weekend at Bernies with it. That prick will be saving lives soon enough, that's all that matters. When I disrespectfully dissected a fetal pig in high school bio, I still learned something.
I want this too. I saw a documentary about a dying man who took this option. They interviewed him about the decision, then after his death filmed medical students dissecting him (from a distance, it was discreet) and interviewed them about the experience. They were grateful for his gift, and incredibly respectful when speaking about him.
The thing is, the inside of a body looks nothing like the nice tidy diagrams. It's a mess in there! I'd like these kids to practise on dead me before they start cutting into live people.