Yeah, all along I called the hospice in Pinellas Park "Auschwitz with landscaping".
For the rest of my life I'll never forget the sight of the entrance to that place, where Terri's mother and father and brother and sister and priest had to endure being searched several times every day; and where they would come out after their visits with her dazed, or weeping; with its flowing four foot high fountain of cool, lifegiving water, next to the flagpole with Old Glory flying above in the breeze...
One of the saddest and most dangerous events in the history of this republic.
It is. With tens or even hundreds of thousands of other people like Terri, I am very concerned--this case was as much about those others as it was about Terri. A society where a person's right to continue living is judged by their monetary value to "society"--i.e., whether they can work and take care of themselves--is not a society I want any part of. Compassion for the helpless is part of what makes us civilized.