To quote Sir Terry Pratchett.
I hope he’d forgive me for pinching that line as my post title, but I was so inspired by his lecture and those six words say so much.
I have always believed very strongly that human beings should have the right to decide when to die, yet in our culture prolonging life at whatever cost seems to be the norm.
And I mean cost as in the price of human suffering, not financial terms.
There are several instances I could go into when life should have been ended painlessly with dignity and compassion instead of the painful, frightening, confusing and pointlessly drawn out end inflicted even after all hope had gone - but this isn’t going to be a long post about human suffering.
Those who are anti-assisted death seem to think it will somehow become compulsory, but the whole point is choice.
I would never allow an animal that I loved to go through what some people I have known and loved have had to endure in their last days, weeks, even years of hell. And if I did, I would almost certainly be liable to prosecution for cruelty and rightly so.
I respect the views of those who believe that their life and death is in the hands of whatever god they believe in, but equally they should respect the views of those of us who don’t share their beliefs.
Long live Sir Terry – but allow him to write his own ending.