Posted on 03/19/2019 6:55:58 AM PDT by Heartlander
A Canadian man with diabetes named Dan Laramie, whose illness had advanced to the point he would need amputations, decided to be lethally injected instead. He was killed by his doctor to cheers and applause from family and friends at his euthanasia party — at which photos were taken to commemorate the event, and perhaps, to send along with the story to the media. From the Daily Mail story:
She said music was played an important part in the end-of-life celebration and he had even written 30 songs while he was in hospital.
Speaking after the party [Laramie’s wife] Stef said: ‘I don’t really feel loss, we don’t need any sorrow at this time and I don’t know if that sounds rude.
‘We had a really amazing relationship, if he had died in a way that we had no notion of it or by surprise then it would be a sorrowful thing. But I don’t think dying should be sorrowful.’
His friends, sister, son, daughter, grandchildren and some of his nurses all came to the party.
So, let me ask you, my dear readers, to ponder: If invited to such a “party,” would you go?
It could be an agonizing decision. Attend, and it seems to me you become complicit in the suicide/homicide. You validate it. You affirm to the suicidal patient that his or her worst fears about continuing to live are true, such as: my life can never have meaning again; I will die in agony; I won’t be remembered well; I am a burden, etc.
But refuse, and you could feel guilty for not being with your loved one at his or her death. Moreover, your family supporting the suicide/killing could ostracize you. “How dare you judge grandma! How dare you not be there to support her ‘choice’!”
Back at the euthanasia party, people were getting restless, and so it was time to get on with the killing:
Once Dan signed the papers and said he was ready, his family gathered at his bedside. Stef explained: ‘You could see sort of an energy in the room where people could feel that it was time.
‘It was a really blessed evening. It happened a little later than we had planned so you could feel people getting a little bit restless. ‘The doctor came down, he was beside us and the nurse, the pair of them brought such light and beauty into this assistance.
‘I can’t even tell you how beautiful the smile in his eyes was, he was so ready and it felt like everything we had talked about , that we planned about all these people made it the perfect exit.’
She said after he received three injections, his eyes closed and she gave him a kiss.
Stef said that Dan wanted a round of applause as he died so everybody cheered for him.
‘The release of all that energy, it was really great. There were a lot of things that were very comforting and Dan just loved every minute of it.’
These death events — this is far from the first such story about euthanasia parties — are being publicized in the service of normalizing euthanasia as the best way to die. It’s the real “death with dignity,” don’t you know? The goal, I believe, is to push society toward the point that having oneself killed becomes the expectation, not the exception.
Is this kind of thing right or wrong? It depends on one’s values and moral beliefs. Some may see it as empowering, dying “his own way,” as the media continually put it.
Others, as I do, see darkness and nihilism in cheering on death, an (often unintentional) abandonment of people at their darkest hour. Indeed, this story reminds me of Canadian journalist Andrew Coyne’s cogent warning against the culture of death from many years ago:
A society that believes in nothing can offer no argument even against death. A culture that has lost its faith in life cannot comprehend why it should be endured.
Cross-posted at The Corner.
Ate himself to death.
Euthanasia Party.
Thought this was a thread about the Rats.
A party is how it starts. In a generation, it will be more like, ‘You are hereby ordered to report to your scheduled termination event.’
Let’s ask Dan Laramie how he is doing right now? That would be very informative.
Jesus told us how the rich man was feeling. I guess Dan is probably going through the same thing, wishing someone would go back and tell all the “friends” at the euthanasia party how bad this decision was.
A real friend tells the guy that life has more than just momentary discomfort. How many more songs could he have wrote? Maybe a book on living with diabetes and amputations for people who also were suffering? Visiting schools in a wheelchair and telling them that life goes on and there are still goals to achieve and joy to be had?
But no, his legacy is telling them that life holds no meaning if you do not have four perfect limbs, so kill yourselves and do the world a favor.
Not really God’s plan for people but he will allow people to make their own choices with consequences He clearly spelled out for all who care to know, whether they agree with Him or not.
Contrast this guy choosing to kill himself rather than live without limb(s) vs all the people living without limbs, born without limbs and living a life full of purpose and meaning.
Or the apostles and early church members who for choosing Jesus and His call on thier life over their self or their profession or possessions etc, martyred in all sorts of horrible ways vs this guy has a “I don’t want a limb cut off so kill me instead party”
So, let me ask you, my dear readers, to ponder: If invited to such a “party,” would you go?
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Would there be free food and beer? A chance to mock the nearly departed for being a wuss? Maybe a chance to tell him to knock off this idiot idea or spend an eternity in Hell?
Sure. I’d go.
Blessed by Satan.
I can’t say watching someone I love dying I would cheer or applaud. That I would appreciate they’re out of their pain... OK, yes. But cheer and applaud? How odd.
In the name of justice and to assuage the morally-confused we should consider renaming capital punishment as a “euthanasia party”.
Exactly. This guy could have taken charge of his life and with sensible care would have been fine. It all boils down to diet and exercise. I have Type II and I am on a low carb/no carb diet and I am now walking 3.5 miles a day six days a week. That is what you have to do.
This guy probably did nothing to help himself and totally depended on a ever increasing regimen of drugs and dosages to live.
So instead of talking care of himself he did nothing and allowed his disease to progress to the point where he was. So for him he choose death rather than admit his own responsibility for his predicament.
How do you know he had type 2?
Life imitates art.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVBATYWFKp8
Since he had it since childhood he certainly had type 1. It is an auto Immune disease and has nothing to do with eating. At age 68, he was indeed fortunate to have survived as long as he did. He had already had one amputation and all of his organs were failing. Not sure I wouldn’t choose the same in his shoes. Self righteous ignorance suits you well apparently.
See my post 16.
It won’t take a generation, My FRiend. At the most, 5 years. Probably closer to three.
Yep.
I never said he had Type II, I said I had Type II. From the article I would say he had Type I. Same thing goes though, diet and exercise. Mary Tyler Moore the actress had Type I and watched everything her whole life and made into her 80’s.
That guy could have done the same.
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