On Death & Dying

I think anyone should be allowed to obtain a lethal cocktail once they fill out all the paperwork to cover the providers ass.

Taking a swig when it's time to call it quits is far more dignified and peaceful then writhing, crying out, rocking and moaning, gasping for air.

We put animals down, but we make people suffer to the bitter end and this is to please most of the backwards religious folk that can't get it through there skull that I'm not some imaginary gods property. I want to be able to call it quits when the time comes on my own terms, I don't want to have to wait on one organ to fail after another.

There was a famous nun that died a few years back, I believe Mother Angelica and she didn't want pain medication because she said she wanted to suffer like Jesus. That's where all these laws come from, crazy fucks like this deranged twat foisted on all of us.
 
My Father’s Body, at Rest and in Motion
My Father’s Body, at Rest and in Motion

His systems were failing. The challenge was to understand what had sustained them for so long.

The call came at three in the morning. My mother, in New Delhi, was in tears. My father, she said, had fallen again, and he was speaking nonsense. She turned the handset toward him. He was muttering a slow, meaningless string of words in an unrecognizable high-pitched nasal tone. He kept repeating his nickname, Shibu, and the name of his childhood village, Dehergoti. He sounded as if he were reading his own last rites.

“Take him to the hospital,” I urged her, from New York. “I’ll catch the next flight home.”

“No, no, just wait,” my mother said. “He might get better on his own.” In her day, buying an international ticket on short notice was an unforgivable act of extravagance, reserved for transcontinental gangsters and film stars. No one that she knew had arrived “early” for a parent’s death. The frugality of her generation had congealed into frank superstition: if I caught a flight now, I might dare the disaster into being.

“Just sleep on it,” she said, her anxiety mounting. I put the phone down and e-mailed my travel agent, asking her to put me on the next available Air India flight.

My father, eighty-three, had been declining for several weeks. The late-night phone calls had tightened in frequency and enlarged in amplitude, like waves ahead of a gathering storm: accidents were becoming more common, and their consequences more severe. This was not his first fall that year. A few months earlier, my mother had found him lying on the balcony floor with his arm broken and folded underneath him.

She had taken a pair of scissors and cut his shirt off while he had howled in double agony—the pain of having to pull the remnants over his head compounded by the horror of seeing a perfectly intact piece of clothing sliced up before his eyes. It was, I knew, an ancient quarrel: his mother, who had ferried her five boys across a border to Calcutta during Partition and never had enough clothes to split among them, would have found a way to spare that shirt.

Then, too, my mother had tried to play it down. “Kicchui na,” she had said: Look, it’s nothing. It was a phrase that she, the family’s stabilizing counterweight, often clung to. “We’ll manage,” she’d said, and I took her word for it. This time, I wasn’t so sure.


good article, without reading the comments yet (great thread) my quick thoughts.

- anyone with a goal to live as long as possible has no meaningful life. living 5 more years than the next guy but accomplishing less is a sad mindset. hence the reductions idiocy of people fearing covid, a harmless for 99.9% of people flu, and people allow loss of freedom and social life because they are scared

- I honestly don't want to live past say 55 (no kids). being old has to be misery

- our healthcare is too good and we live too long. people live long after they are useful, for what? what is the price>. overpopulation is a huge problem this is because we live longer and have too many damn kids. more people reduces everyone quality of life, just makes the rich richer

- a real pandemic may not positive as a way to cull the population. that is natural. what is not natural is humans the science we have created to allow so many to live so long and destroy the planet (I am actually not someone who cares about climate change but there is no doubt humans are harmful to the earth, animals, environment, etc.. look at all the farmland bulldozed to build section 8 housing and look at the crap we eat now days.
 
good article, without reading the comments yet (great thread) my quick thoughts.

- anyone with a goal to live as long as possible has no meaningful life. living 5 more years than the next guy but accomplishing less is a sad mindset. hence the reductions idiocy of people fearing covid, a harmless for 99.9% of people flu, and people allow loss of freedom and social life because they are scared

- I honestly don't want to live past say 55 (no kids). being old has to be misery

- our healthcare is too good and we live too long. people live long after they are useful, for what? what is the price>. overpopulation is a huge problem this is because we live longer and have too many damn kids. more people reduces everyone quality of life, just makes the rich richer

- a real pandemic may not positive as a way to cull the population. that is natural. what is not natural is humans the science we have created to allow so many to live so long and destroy the planet (I am actually not someone who cares about climate change but there is no doubt humans are harmful to the earth, animals, environment, etc.. look at all the farmland bulldozed to build section 8 housing and look at the crap we eat now days.
You're using your noodle, that's good to see around here.

Yes you're right we don't need to live past 55. As I approach 50 it's the same stuff over and over, I've experienced, I've studied, the same stuff ends up repeating.

When you're 80 years old sitting in a chair watching TV, waiting on the SS check to come in every month, that's bullshit.

Half the population that exists today wasn't here when I was born, we are not better off today then we were in the early 70's when I was growing up, we are far far worse.

Most people accomplish what they will by their early 30's or mid 30's, after that it's a gradual downhill.

Time is a concept that we have worried about since the industrial age. Go back 12,000 years or more and our ancestors had no concept of time. They weren't sitting around worried when they would die, counting down birthdays, this is the worry of modern man that has scheduled every event in his life.

As for end of life, the painless methods are kind of complicated on your own if you don't get them right you'll end up a vegetable. Hanging with a slipnot using the kneeling method seems to work pretty damn good without too much pain if done right and can be backed out of if you catch it in time should you have second thoughts.

As for damaging the environment, modern agriculture is what supports huge populations, remove it and the system collapses, it's the quick way to get the job done so we can thin the herd.
 
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