Opinion About Terri Schiavo No. 195,783,483
I’m sorry, but I have fucking had it. For those of you living in a Unabomber-style hut with no access to the in-tor-net, Terri Schiavo is a woman who starved herself nearly to death 15 years ago, went into a potassium coma, and has been in a “persistent vegetative state” since. Her husband has been fighting to take her off life support, but her parents have sued to keep all the tubes in.
She is awake, but utterly without recognition, speech, or any sign of self-awareness. She does not see, does not care about anything, cannot register thoughts, and stayed “alive” only because they drilled a hole in her stomach and fed her liquids. Now the court ordered the feeding tube out, and America has promptly lost its shit. The most unforgivable thing the media has done (among a host of unforgivable activities) is to constantly reuse this picture:
This image has become the de facto representation of Schiavo, as she appears to be looking straight into her mother’s eyes and registering pleasure. In fact, Schiavo is looking right through her mother and doesn’t even know she’s there. She doesn’t even know that she herself is there. It’s a stunning lapse in media ethics when this picture is used as tacit proof that Terri knows anything about anything, and has been the torch around which countless numbers of disturbed right-wingers have flocked like pathetic moths.
In an era when we’ve killed so many innocent Iraqis, when the bodies pile up in Central Africa, and 350 million Chinese have no safe drinking water, how the fuck does Congress get hijacked by this woman’s parents? Republican lawmakers intend to ride Schiavo’s lifeless carcass as far as it will take them, and it would be laughable if it weren’t so ineffably sad.
And contradictory. Bush himself signed a right-to-die act as Governor of Texas, but we’ve come to expect such brazen acts of flip-flopping from him. Worse are the legions of rabid conservatives, the very same assholes who have no problem executing as many Death Row inmates as possible. It’s so fucking sickening.
Would there still be morons wearing their plaid shirts buttoned to the top, trying to sneak bread and water into Terri Schiavo’s hospital if she were African American? Or a MAN, for that matter?
Why are conservatives like this? What led them to be such CONTROL FREAKS? It’s as if their own lives are so infinitesimally small that they can find meaning only in fucking with the private tragedies of the rest of us. When are Americans, even those of you in the Red States, going to wake up to the fact that your blessed Republicans are making government more intrusive and unwieldy ONE FREAKISH ISSUE AT A TIME?
If I ever get even close to Schiavo’s state, I want it known, here on the blog and searchable for centuries, that you can feel free to kick that fucking plug out of the wall socket. Our Woods Warrior has a thought-provoking post about this, stating that many people who have tried to commit suicide change their minds as they leap off the bridge. In the throes of the moment, we may be substantially elastic in what we thought we wanted. I can grok this all right, but still, I HEART SCIENCE, and if Science says that I won’t be able to tell the difference, yank out that feeding tube and have a big party in my honor. With Jaegermeister.