Should Mercy Killing be made Legal?

If you or a loved one was terminally ill, suffering on a daily basis, with no form of medication to help the illness, would you chose death?  Do you believe you have the right to make such a choice or should this like everything else up to the government to decide for us?  Do you believe you have the right to choose death rather than face a life of battling a painful illness?  While some believe death should be left to God’s discretion, others believe that mercy killing or Euthanasia should be legalized to help preserve the quality of life.    

“Mercy killing is a term which is synonymous for Euthanasia.  The term Euthanasia is a greek term, which means ‘good death’” (www.astahost.com).  While many people may have a hard time in finding good in death, can they find good in illness?  How about suffering, is there any good there? If life is filled with nothing but suffering and pain why shouldn’t a peaceful death be an option?  Mercy killing is an easy, painless way out for those who are suffering with a terminal illness.  Today euthanasia is not legal in the United States but, giving a DOR or pulling the plug on a loved one is acceptable.  Isn’t giving a do not resuscitate order to a doctor letting a loved one die?  Isn’t pulling the plug of a loved one who has been in a coma for months killing them?  Yet this is acceptable but, ending a person’s suffering way before these stages is illegal. 

While many may call the act of mercy killing murder because of the premeditation, intent and action, is it really (www.astahost.com)?   Here’s an example, your fathers terminally ill, in excruciating pain on a daily basis, and there’s no medication or cure to rid him of his illness. They don’t know how much longer he will last, but death in inevitable.  The doctor asks you to either end his life and stop the suffering or let him to live a life in continuous pain, which would you chose? Would you want to see your father suffer or would you like to see him go peacefully and painlessly?  Some may say that life is a gift from God and can only be taken away from him but, you mean to tell me that God gave you this gift of life and then decided to top it off with an incurable illness?  So God would want his gift of life to be a miserable one filled with suffering?    If God gave us each of us our own lives than isn’t it our choice what we do with them?

It’s clear that killing an animal and a human being fall under completely two different categories but, people often love their pets like a member of their family.  People often would do anything to ensure their pets happiness.  Yet so often you bring your pet to the animal hospital and the vet tells you that your animal is suffering.  One option is always putting your pet to sleep in a painless way; the other option is taking your pet home and letting it suffer only to eventually die.  More than half the time people chose putting their pet to sleep in order to save is from a life of suffering.  If people who love and care for their pets like their own child can see the bright side is ending a life of misery why can’t they see the same when it comes to human life? 

Mercy killing also known as euthanasia could be legalized in the United States.  The right to live is one choice that should not be up to the government.  The right to a painless death over a life of suffering is totally rational.  If a person who is completely coherent chooses death over life whose business is it but their own? 

Cites I used:

http://www.astahost.com/info/tiimts-euthanasia-mercy-killing-legalized-mercy-killing-legalized.html

http://www.debate.org/debates/mercy-killing-should-be-legalized./1/

http://www.euthanasia.com/proscons.html

Black Friday Shoppers

There is nothing I hate more than Black Friday Shoppers.  I understand the whole idea of saving money in a recession and all that but, beating and yelling at people in the process is totally unnecessary and unholiday-like.  I got the honor of working in a very busy shopping center on Black Friday and i have never heard more complaining and bitching in my entire life- talk about holiday spirit.  I don’t even know how these people have it in them, to go sit on line after line, push through mob after mob.  And what are you really saving?  A little money for a whole lot of aggravation just isn’t worth it to me. People turn into the Grinch during this holiday shopping process.  On thanksgiving night I’m not worrying about what time I’m getting to the stores or how much money I’m going to save on Uncle Michael’s new television.  I’m in a coma on the couch with the rest of my family full from dinner.  I blast Christmas music on my way home from my Uncles house, not plan shopping strategies.  Everyone’s so worried about saving a lil bit of money that they totally take the holiday out of holiday shopping.  A woman in California pepper sprayed people in order to get ahead of them in line, are you kidding me?!?! All I have to say is congrats, not only did you not save money on black Friday, but you also added on bail and lawyers’ fees, Merry Christmas!

First Thanksgiving, now Halloween? Santa, give it a break!: Response to Kathrines Blog

I'm always being told to act my own age or to stop acting like a child and when it comes to the holidays I might as well as be running around in pigtails and a Santa hat. I am among the few that would accept Christmas advertisements in June. All year round for that matter. I don’t see a Christmas advertisement and think about retail stores trying to rob me of my hard earned money, I see them and think of Christmas and everything that comes along with it. Everything about Christmas puts me in a good mood which is why I don’t mind when advertisements start reminding us about Christmas shopping in October. Stores advertise everyday, but as soon as they throw Santa into the commercials people start to complain and I don’t get why?? I don’t get why people get mad when Christmas is the best time of the year, why would you not want to be reminded of it as early as October. I also didn’t mind, I actually really enjoyed when 106.7 started playing continuous Christmas music on Saturday at 5 all the way to Christmas day. I am a child when it comes to the holidays and I’ll be the first to admit that seeing Christmas in October makes me warm inside. Any bad mood I was experiencing before simply goes out the window and all I can think about is family and presents and good food. I’m one of those people that no matter how many times you freeze your ass off going to see the tree in Rockefeller Center, it never gets old. I mean my mom still makes me and my siblings take Christmas Pictures in front of our fireplaces once all our stockings are hanging from it, and I freaking love it!

Its about the company your with....

I went upstate this weekend to my friend Andrew's house.  It’s literally in the middle of nowhere on a ton of property.  Some may ask, what did you guys do in a house in the middle of nowhere? But with my friends you don’t need much to have a good time.  For the most part we sat outside on stones about a fire and drank, which seems kind of cliché and little bit boring but it was really one of the best times I’ve had in a while.  It wasn’t what we were doing that was fun but it was the people I was with, the people I can completely be myself around, the people who make me laugh till I cant breath anymore.  10 of us being a little cabin upstate all sharing one bathroom, 3 bedrooms and one little kitchen sounds like a weekend from hell but it was really a great time.  Being in the middle of nowhere with nothing but your friends and some beers was exactly the weekend I needed.  With my friends it’s not about going to clubs or trekking all the way to the city because we do that all the time and quite frankly it gets old.  We all needed a different scene, a little get away from the usual Friday nights and just relax with good friends.  This weekend defiantly made me realize that it’s not about where you are that matters but the company your with that makes all the difference.   

My Mother Never *Star Applied

My mother never asks for anything in return.  She's the most selfless person I know and is always striving to make my family and I happy.  But she never asks for anything in return.  She is the glue that holds our family together and without her I dont know where I would be right now.  Sometimes I dont give her the credit she deserves but, at the end of the day she really is my best friend.  I didn't go away to school because I knew I wouldnt be able to last that long without her.  Some of my friends dont understand the bond my mom and I share but i could never explain it.  Shes been there through everyting with me, and yet still, never asks for anything in return. 

Writers Block

I've been thinking for days of something to write on this blog and still to this very second I have nothing to write.  It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, I just have nothing to write.  Meaning that I have nothing to write about that could possibly interest anyone else.  I could be typical and write about Halloween and how many girls I saw dressed like sluts this weekend.   Or how I use to be one of those girls until I realized it was overrated and far too cold to do so anymore.  I could even write about my beliefs and values but, does anyone really care?  Does anyone really care that I value hard work and dedicated and people who think they can get by without that repulse me? Does anyone care that I believe in and fully support gay marriage and I hope one day one of my best friends can live in a judgment free world?  Do I care if anyone really cares? Not really. The chances of someone even reading this is pretty slim to none anyway, so instead of pouring out my heart about what I believe in or before I bore you with useless facts about something no one really cares about anyway ill use this blog to rant about how I have nothing to write.  Because isn’t that what theses blogs are used for these days anyway, to rant and rave about things only few care about anyway. 

Creative Writing

Every family has their problems but, Ryan’s family has much more than their fair share. From the outside looking in you would never be able to tell, from the inside looking out you start to wonder how he ever found the strength the survive.
Ryan and his family lived in a well off neighborhood in a brick house with the typical white picket fence. He had one cat and two dogs who him and his twin sister Erika grew up with. To the people around them, everything seemed normal but, behind closed doors it was far from it. When Ryan was four his father killed himself while Ryan, his mother and sister were at church one Sunday morning. Ryan’s father was an abusive alcoholic and had been on a drinking binge for weeks. Truth is, Ryan’s father owned an Auto body shop and his place had went out of business. Being that Ryan’s father provided the only source of income he started to panic, which caused him to drink, very heavily. Ryan found him on the bathroom floor, he had choked on his own vomit.
Soon after Ryan’s mother, Nancy, remarried and moved Ryan and Erika to a new home with her new husband. Ryan and Erika were only five and were excited to be moving into a new, much bigger, much fancier house on the other side of town. Nancy’s new husband Joe, and her children seemed to get along great. Joe and Ryan went hunting together in the winter and fishing in the summer.  They did everything together and became inseperable.  Years went by and before Ryan knew it he had slowly started forget about his father and the scene he saw when he was just five years old. While Ryan found the father he never had , Erika was a different story. She craved her mothers attention and was losing it to Joe which caused her to resent him.  From the second she started forming educated sentences, they were used to go against everything Joe said.   Everything Joe asked from Erika, she made sure she did the opposite.
When Ryan and Erika turned sixteen Joe and Nancy threw a huge party in their backyard for the both of them. While the party turned out to be a great time and seemed to be brining everyone together, Erika went inside to check on the dogs when she heard a strange noise coming from the laundry room. It sounded as if someone had put sneakers in the drier which seemed weird to Erika considering the party. Why would someone be doing laundry right now, she thought? Before Erika could open the door it clicked in her head what she was hearing. But who? She opened the door and was disgusted with what she saw. She quickly slammed the door and ran into the backyard for her Mother and Ryan. She got their attention and told them they needed to come inside right away. When they got inside she told them how she had just seen Joe having sex with one of her best friends in the laundry room. Horrified, Nancy burst into the laundry room to find only Joe inside washing his hands in the sink.
“What’s the matter” snarled Joe “What’s all the commotion.”
“You know what’s wrong, you know I saw what you were doing with Jeanne.” Joe put on his best look of innocence and explained he was only helping her sober up. She had snuck a little bit too much to drink, Joe explained, and needed a few minutes to cool down,  she wasn't feeling well so he had sent her home, there was nothing to worry about.
“That’s bullshit, I saw it, you were having sex with her. Stop lying,” screamed Erika. While Erika and Joe went back and forth, Nancy sat down, her head was spinning from everything that was happening around her. Ryan sat with her and tried to calm her down.
“You don’t believe her, do you babe?” Joe said sweetly rubbing Nancy’s back. Nancy looked up and him and then to her daughter.
“Erika, sweetie, why would Joe do something like that with Jeanne. She’s only sixteen, he could go to jail. Are you sure that’s what you saw.” Erika knew what was happeneing, her mother was going to take Joes side. She was going to believe his lies. Before anyone could say anything Erika ran to her room. Ryan got up to go after her as Joe grabbed his shoulder.
“Let her be. It’s her party and she can cry if she wants to. But it’s your party too and don’t let her and her accusations ruin your time.”
“I just want to hear what happened and see if she’s okay” said Ryan.
“She’ll be fine. Nothing happened Ryan. Do you really think I would do that to you, to your mother. Erika will think of anything to make tension in this house and now she has taken it to far. Leave her in her room. Hopefully she never comes out.” Joe screamed the last part up the stairs in hopes to get a rise out of Erika. But no noise came from her room, only heavy breathing.