If you sign up as an organ donor on your driver’s license, you’re asking for trouble.
When you go to the emergency room, the doctor there should have as his first priority saving your life. But suppose they just happen to be waiting for an organ to save somebody else’s life, and maybe make a bigger profit on it as well? This introduces a conflict of interest, even if the doctor is completely honest.
Also, note, that organs cannot usually be harvested when a person is actually dead. It’s too late. They are best harvested while the person is still alive—that is, when the cells in his body and in the organs in question are still alive. So, they start talking about “brain dead” or “terminal coma.” But those are both very questionable states to define. You don’t really know if it is terminal unless you wait for the guy to actually die. But then you risk losing the use of his organs.
Not a good situation, because it raises conflicting priorities and undermines what should be the doctor’s primary aim, to save your life if in any way possible.
Maybe its just because I’m sure in my own faith But I am going to die someday, and yes, absolutely to die because of the greed or just by an honest accident, it is a tragedy. But of all the ways to die, if it is in an act the saves the lives of 2, maybe several other innocent people, I would not begrudge my loss. My only regret would be that someone who was not innocent: not deserving, would get to benefit from my sacrifice, while someone actually deserving dies waiting on a list. If you drank your liver to death, clogged your heart by obesity inactivity and smoking, destroyed your kidneys through drug overdose in a failed suicide attempt, you don’t deserve another, I hope you’d never get mine, I’d rather it rot with me in the ground then get wasted by you, because you would never be grateful. if you were, you’d still have your own.
I’ve talked to a doctor working with transplant, and had to hear about 17 year olds killed in car crash, 3 days before his birthday, and his organ goes to an older man, (an alcoholic) who had the gall to complain to the doctor that it was so inconvenient for him, he was missing a [some social function] he was supposed to be at. Not a care that just down the hall is a kid who was supposed to be at his 18th birthday party tomorrow. Ungratefulness just burns me like nothing else.
I do wonder if any of you who value your life so much you won’t be a donor, with your mindset, would you really ever be willing to fight in a war to save other innocent lives when it means you might loose your own? I see no difference.