I was reading a blog about Assisted Suicide a couple of days ago and was thinking a bit about it lately. I really don’t understand the concept behind it. So help me here. Someone wants to end their miserable and hopeless life but doesn’t want to look like the bad guy so they get some poor ‘killer’ to help them? Is that what it’s about? You hire a killer to off you because you are too much of a wimp to do it yourself? Hmmm…I see.
Well for those who are thinking of ‘going out’ in this way, please don’t do like this lady in the blog, here and travel overseas just to get some guy to pass you a glass of the eternal sleep mix. You can get this shit taken care of right outside your door. Go walking late at night in a rough neighborhood. Get your wheelchair stuck on a train track. Go to your local hospital. There is stuff right in your house just waiting to be utilized.
Remember, it’s not ‘assisted’ if you are not as assisting. You can’t lie there and let someone do all the work and still call it assisted suicide. That’s murder! He just murdered your ass! Plain and simple. How did you assist him in murdering you? By saying, “Hey, pass me a drink of your most potent stuff. Yes! You idiot! Of course I’m talking about poison! Can’t you see I’m trying to die here?’ Is that your input in the Assisted Suicide process?
For those of you hopeless souls who think euthanasia is great and the best way to die with dignity, think again. I prefer to call it weak. A slap in the face of those living with disabilities. Those who haven’t given up hope. Those who came back from the brink of death to see their doctor’s hand reaching for the cord.
Maybe you should reconsider this assisted suicide thing.
- Assisted Suicide (myvuze.wordpress.com)
- Winnipeg woman seeks help to die in Europe (cbc.ca)
- Dani Garavelli: What gave this GP right to decide? (scotsman.com)
- Malloy Undecided On Assisted Suicide (connecticut.cbslocal.com)