We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I have no problem whatsoever with physicians easing terminal peoples' path out of life with merciful doses of morphine, but I have great problems with the Brave New World of government rationing of medical care, and the hustling of people into death to save money as they seem inclined to do in the UK, Canada...and in Oregon.
We have, at last, arrived. The destination was never much in doubt — once the threshold of medical manslaughter had been breached, wrapped as always in comforting words of compassion and dignity, it was only a matter of time before our pragmatism trumped our principles. Once the absolute that physicians should be healers not hangmen was heaved overboard, it was inevitable that the relentless march of relativism would reach its logical port of call.
In my view, easy abortion was the first big step in the direction of removing the annoying inconvenience of a human life. Perhaps it would be most expedient - or utilitarian - to do us in the minute we stop paying income taxes...assuming our function is to serve the "common good." Or at the moment of our birth, because it is certain that we will become expensively ill someday.
And when it comes to medical treatment in general, I like TigerHawk's idea much better than any governmental idea. WallMart! Just as long as I have my own doc who knows me and cares about me first.
Got to admit, now that I've hit 80, I've become much more sensitive toward these people who jabber about "death with dignity" when they're not even near there yet. The ones who are the most cavalier about life expectancies and quality of life are the ones who want us old folks to crawl quietly away somewhere and pass away when we're still enjoying life. Not going to do it. I'm planning on fighting to the last ditch.
Good for you Marianne.You keep looking Father Time in the eye, and make him blink first!! The eighties are tough, lots of things start to break down. Stay upbeat, stay out of hospitals, and nursing homes, stay at home as long as you can. I think of you often, and wish the very best for you and your husband. Ciao Bella, stay safe!!
Thanks, jappy -- you're a sweet man. Good advice about staying out of hospitals, nursing homes, and staying home as long as we can. That's been our plan. Nursing homes, even the best run of them, are creepy, and they don't have nearly enough room for all of our books.
We have a wkly post on computers, maybe we could have a wkly post on great books by Marianne, if she be willing. She and her husband seem to have a literary backround and judging from her posts, wisdom abounds.
I'd love to help if you want an occasional suggestion, but why don't you suggest a weekly free-for-all on Best Books of the Week. Green Mountain Punter suggested a couple that look really interesting. My husband is the omnivorous reader on anything ... world history, wars, from the Spartans to the present day, Patrick O'Brian's sea stories, and a nice selection of lighter reading, like Corelli's Mandolin, which he's reading right now.. while my reading is more specialized. He really likes mysteries for late night, like Lee Child and Robert Parker [so do I] and such oddities as The Dangerous Book For Boys, which harks back to the fine art of rubber-gun making [he was an expert] and other childhood enterprises which today's children don't seem to indulge in much, because they're too busy at the computer. If they raced around more, maybe we wouldn't have a childhood obesity problem.
You Maggies Farm men and women are busy doing things like gardening and fishing and other outdoor stuff which keeps you slim, but the kids need training in the immemorial joys of what used to be called kid stuff.
Had an online exchange with one of my favorite bloggers, a retired Navy Captain, who reposted an article about the world's greatest athlete, kind of a run-up to the summer Olympics about to happen. I noted that no-one could be described as the World's Greatest Athlete who hadn't won any fencing trophies. I proceeded to look up fencing [which I did in college not too badly] on Dr. Google and discovered that it is indeed an Olympic sport and has had a place in the Games since at least 1896 or so. Don't know why most people don't seem to realize what wonderful training it is in strategy and tactics as well as a demanding physical workout. And fun too.