Posted by
"Happy" Jake Greene on Tuesday, October 21, 2008 7:38:10 AM
I heard a rather sickening tale yesterday. It involves desperation, despair, and the modern culture of death. In the spring of 2007, a young, promising rugby player in the UK was severely injured in a practice session. The injury left the young man paralyzed from the chest down. Spinal injuries are a constant worry for players in a number of sports, particularly rugby and American football, violent sports with very large players and many situations where several players will pile on top of each other.
Well, last month, this 23-year-old kid flew from his native England to Switzerland and committed doctor-assisted suicide. He was accompanied on the trip by his parents, who apparently condoned this course of action. (I’m not about to spout a bunch of “conspiracy” theories about the motives of the parents. I wasn’t there, I have no idea what went through their minds.)
The Left tells us that “assisted suicide” is the only humane thing to do for someone who is living with a painful, terminal illness. “With death an inevitability, why not alleviate the person’s suffering?” they say. Oddly, I can understand the thinking (or, rather, feeling) that goes on there. It’s shallow, emotionally based, and misguided, but I can understand why they would feel that way.
The problem is that, as with all similar statements, something is missing. Death is inevitable for all of us. There is not a person in the world that will not die. Even Jesus died, though he rose from the dead 3 days later. Death is even more certain than taxes, which, with a little creative accounting, a low enough salary, and out-of-the-box shopping can, theoretically, be avoided.
All of us will die. Most of us – the vast majority, in fact – do not know when and how, but that does not change the fact that it is inevitable. So the “inevitability” argument fails here.
Some might also argue that death – for someone who wants to commit “medicinal” suicide – is more than inevitable, it’s imminent. Yet, how many times have people been told “you have six months to live,” and gone on to live ten, fifteen years or more? The only time that death is truly imminent is in the last few days when death from whatever illness or injury cannot be avoided or even delayed. By then, it’s too late for assisted suicide to matter.
We can argue for days on the value of suffering, particularly the spiritual value, and I don’t consider myself well enough versed in the philosophy and theology behind that, so I will defer that part of the argument. I will simply say that for the purposes of this piece, I will grant that suffering should be alleviated where possible, and I will not argue about who is or is not suffering. It’s also not germane to my point.
This particular instance does not show an example of someone who has “six months to live.” This former rugby player was not approaching death. He had suffered a very serious injury, and that injury was likely to make the rest of his life, however long it was, difficult. But he was not, so far as I can determine, close to death. The advances that have been made in spinal cord injuries over the last 20 years have been amazing. Several American football players who have suffered paralyzing injuries on the field have recovered sufficiently to walk again. Two in particular are Dennis Byrd and Kevin Everett. Both players were told they would never walk again, and both defied that diagnosis. Everett, in particular, was on his feet within 4 months after his injury. Neither player will ever play football again, but they will also not spend their lives confined to a wheelchair.
Even if the rugby player’s injury was so severe that he would not walk again, he still had the use of his mind and his arms. He could have, with a little training and accommodation, gotten any of a great many jobs outside athletics. He chose, instead, to give up on his life and have himself killed.
And that’s the world we live in today. We are so stuck on the idea that if we can’t live the life of our dreams, we are worthless. Life itself has been made to be disposable, and people choose to give up rather than struggle through a challenge. And I blame the Left for this attitude, for several reasons.
The first is obvious. The total disregard for human life when that life is inconvenient is a doctrine of the Left. Abortion, Euthanasia, “Assisted Suicide”, and destructive Embryonic Stem Cell Research are all ways in which the Left supports the active killing of inconvenient humans. Furthermore, with their soft-on-crime attitudes, and their “it’s society’s fault” mentality, respect for life plummets further because those who take another’s life illegally are not shown justice. They are coddled, “rehabilitated,” put on work furloughs, given a platform from which to speak to the world, released early from prison, and even celebrated. Intolerance, to the Left, has become a more vile and frightening crime than murder. Just ask OJ Simpson and Mark Fuhrman.
The second can be blamed on the secularization of Western society and the liberalization of religion. We’ve come to a point where it is a common belief that “everyone goes to Heaven.” No longer is it necessary to be a Christian or follow the Word of God. It’s not even required that one live a particularly good life or to be sorry for the things you might have done wrong. The Left pushes the position that morality is what you make it to be, so long as it conforms to their vision. Violating the Most Holy Tenet of Diversity is about the only sin in the Left’s pantheon, and it is with that one sin that they can justify Adolph Hitler’s residence in Hell along with a few conservatives.
Since everyone goes to heaven, no one has to worry about working hard in this life. Since you don’t have to work hard in this life, and you’re going to an even better place in the next one, life, again, becomes disposable.
But that’s all a lie. If that were true, life here would be meaningless, and God the Son would have died on the Cross for nothing. Our life isn’t measured in how much wealth we accumulate or how much fun we’ve had. The one who dies with the most toys loses, because he’s going to have the most to answer for when he meets St. Peter. Life isn’t about living the most pleasurable life you can; it’s about trying to get into that most exclusive of clubs: Heaven. No, life doesn’t have to be miserable. You don’t have to live in squalor and die of plague at 45 to get into heaven, nor do you have to be a cloistered, flagellant monk. Such a life isn’t a guarantee, anyway. The poor are just as susceptible to sin as the rich. The rich just have an easier time of committing sins.
You do, however, have to live a good, moral, life, and make a positive impact on others. That’s not easy, but it’s not supposed to be. Nothing worthwhile is. And one of the worst things you can do is throw it away, whether it be on futile pursuits of pleasure (through drugs, promiscuous sex, or excessively risky behavior), or by an act of intentional self harm. Even worse is the refusal to accept (by asking for it) forgiveness of your sins, whether you don’t believe you have committed any, or because you think that they are unforgivable. They who die of their own despair probably fit into one of those categories.
And so we come back to the late rugby player. Again, I do not know what was going on inside his head, so I cannot say anything for certain. All I can do is conjecture as to what happened based upon what I see. I’ll wager he believed that since his playing career was over, and that he didn’t have any other skills he wasn’t going to be able to make a living wage. He probably also thought his paralysis was going to prevent him from being a useful member of society. At 23, he may have seen that he was never going to have children (probably), or perform the acts that cause children, and that is a devastating loss for someone so young. Playing in the back of his mind was probably “everyone goes to heaven.”
And so, he went to a country where you can ask the doctor to kill you. He was supported in this endeavor by his parents, who came along with him. And he was enabled by a culture that treats life as a disposable commodity.
Scandal is the leading of another into sin. If someone commits a sin through your encouragement, you are as guilty of that sin as they are, and perhaps more so. How many of us have this young man’s blood on our hands for supporting this culture of death?
HJG