Monday, March 28, 2005

Drip, drip, drip 
I can't believe not one of these craven moral puppies has the spine to open up the regulator and administer a lethal dose of morphine. Are we performing some sort of experiment? What's the point of prolonging this monstrosity?

An ethical system which allows starvation and dehydration over a period of weeks to someone who is presumed lucid enough to warrant a morphine drip to take the edge off of pain but prohibits a quick and merciful end is a seriously deficient moral code.

Just who are we protecting? Who's interests are being served by this? Certainly not Terri Schiavo's. But then, it's not about her, is it? It's about allowing those killing her to feel detached, clinical, and superior. As if their dispassionate passivity insulates them from the consequence of their actions.

It's the ring in the snout of a swine.

If you're going to kill, then at least have the guts to kill.

Can't agree more. If I had an old, sick dog whose time had come, and I decided to just not feed or water it until it died, I'd be in jail.
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