What Was
Up ...Is Now Down; What Was Inside...Is Now Out; and What Was Right ...Is
Now Wrong.
And that
leads into today's two real stories:
True
Story Number One -
I have
recently spent a great deal of time in my Blogs highlighting what I see to be
the negative effects attached to today's modern trend toward Euthanasia which I
term as being another word for 'legalized murder'.
Story One
deals with this issue.
A good
friend of mine who I will call 'Larry' for the purposes of this blog is a
member in good standing of an organization known as Dying With Dignity.*
- As an aside isn't it cute
how these organizations name themselves - Dying With Dignity aka Murder Incorporated and
...not to be outdone is Planned Parenthood whose goal it is to see that
no one becomes a parent. It is to weep.
Back to my story though.
Larry and I have had a few discussions about the (in)appropriateness of
Euthanasia with my pitch against it being two-fold...a) life is sacred and b)
pain medication has advanced to the point where no one need suffer.
Larry counters by saying if a person wishes to 'call it a
day' so to speak, they should have the right to have a 3rd party administer a
humane ending. Larry also believes that there is still too much suffering
which cannot be adequately controlled even by advancements in medicine.
I was therefore surprised the other day to hear Larry speak about a
close relative of his who is quite ill. Apparently she has been receiving
medicine which has kept her pain well under control but recent cut-backs in our
health system is now threatening see these effective pain meds cut-back.
(Remember Larry has hereto always told me that pain meds were just not up to
the job).
"What are we to do?" he asked. "Without sufficient medication she
will suffer pain".
"Larry" I said, "I have the answer for you - as a member
of Dying With Dignity all you need do is to see her put out of her misery".
...Not so easy is it Larry?
True Story Number 2 -
A few weeks ago family members of ours were off to an out of town
funeral. The deceased was a middle age married woman who had sadly died
from a debilitating illness.
I knew the town where the funeral was being held and asked what Church
would the service would be held in?
"Galagher, the funeral is not being held in a Church".
There was only one funeral home in this particular town so I simply said
well then it must be taking place there.
"Not being held there either."
Now I was truly puzzled...where then is it taking place?
"In a local Bar"
I nearly choked.
With a Minister present, I asked.
Oh yeah, they've got a Minister lined up.
I must admit the thought ran through my mind that I hoped, at least, the good Reverend was a member in good standing with AA.
Anyway after their return home I was anxious to hear all about what had
happened.
Was their drinking, I asked.
Oh yeah, lots of drinking
And did the drinking stop at least for the service?
No, most of those assembled...(formerly known as the congregation), had
a bottle of beer or glass of wine in their hands.
I refrained from asking whether or not the Minister was equally decked out.
But it got me thinking about Irish Wakes and I have been to one or two
myself but they usually take place after the deceased was well and truly prayed and mourned for within the hallowed walls of the local eglise.
However in the case at hand, the Bar became a place for One Stop
Shopping Funeral Shopping.
In that regard, I wonder if the Bar has considered installing a crematorium out back.
Welcome to the 21st Century.
Welcome to the 21st Century.
As I see it...
'K.D. Galagher'
