From a local commentator regarding a present issue in Australia. A similar proposal was voted down in New Zealand....
Martyn Isles
“Voluntary Assisted Dying” is a word salad which means helping someone commit suicide.
Except when you say it clearly, it sounds nasty. Because it is.
You’re 90 years old? Holding up the kids’ inheritance? Always a burden to others, needing help? Lonely? There are people who can help you die…
Before you protest, the Aged Care Royal Commission has uncovered far worse. Their preliminary report was titled, “Neglect.” Before you protest, the poster boy for euthanasia in Australia was, for a long time, Dr David Goodall who had nothing wrong with him apart from being 103.
You’re depressed? Can’t shake it? Living in darkness and emptiness? You know, there are people who can help you end it…
Before you protest, that is precisely why people get euthanasia, in droves, in countries around the world. In Europe, they are called “tired of life” cases. So much for LifeLine. Tom Mortier’s mother was killed without her son’s knowledge because she was depressed.
In 2019, Belgium began euthanising disabled children as young as 8.
Borderline personality disorder, alcoholism, botched sex changes, blindness, dementia, depression… mobile euthanasia units will visit your home in the Netherlands with a handy suicide drug.
Euthanasia accounts for over 5% of deaths in countries that have had it the longest.
But worst of all, the psychology of medicine and care has changed. Killing is a valid treatment. Killing is caring. Think about that. The Hippocratic Oath is finally dead.
Once you let go of a single, simple, vital principle – namely, that life is sacred – you have no firm foundation left. Arguments over the patient’s age, prognosis, type of illness, mental versus physical suffering, mentally fit or unfit… they’re just people’s opinions… and they can all be eroded in the name of “compassion.” And they are. Every time.
This is the road down which VIC, WA and TAS have started. It is the road promised by a re-elected Labor government in QLD.
We will rue the day we made ourselves killers and clothed it in virtue.
Martyn Isles
“Voluntary Assisted Dying” is a word salad which means helping someone commit suicide.
Except when you say it clearly, it sounds nasty. Because it is.
You’re 90 years old? Holding up the kids’ inheritance? Always a burden to others, needing help? Lonely? There are people who can help you die…
Before you protest, the Aged Care Royal Commission has uncovered far worse. Their preliminary report was titled, “Neglect.” Before you protest, the poster boy for euthanasia in Australia was, for a long time, Dr David Goodall who had nothing wrong with him apart from being 103.
You’re depressed? Can’t shake it? Living in darkness and emptiness? You know, there are people who can help you end it…
Before you protest, that is precisely why people get euthanasia, in droves, in countries around the world. In Europe, they are called “tired of life” cases. So much for LifeLine. Tom Mortier’s mother was killed without her son’s knowledge because she was depressed.
In 2019, Belgium began euthanising disabled children as young as 8.
Borderline personality disorder, alcoholism, botched sex changes, blindness, dementia, depression… mobile euthanasia units will visit your home in the Netherlands with a handy suicide drug.
Euthanasia accounts for over 5% of deaths in countries that have had it the longest.
But worst of all, the psychology of medicine and care has changed. Killing is a valid treatment. Killing is caring. Think about that. The Hippocratic Oath is finally dead.
Once you let go of a single, simple, vital principle – namely, that life is sacred – you have no firm foundation left. Arguments over the patient’s age, prognosis, type of illness, mental versus physical suffering, mentally fit or unfit… they’re just people’s opinions… and they can all be eroded in the name of “compassion.” And they are. Every time.
This is the road down which VIC, WA and TAS have started. It is the road promised by a re-elected Labor government in QLD.
We will rue the day we made ourselves killers and clothed it in virtue.