Easter Week, two days after Palm Sunday - an unelected judge has sided with a rather morbid man in his determined effort to execute his wife, a woman whose only crime is her existence.
This is not euthanasia. She is not terminal. The case is simple: a man wants the court to forcibly starve his wife, an incapacitated woman who cannot fend for herself. Follow that logic. Who's next? Brain damaged children. The insane. The enfeebled elderly. The inconveniently ill. Those who stubbornly refuse to die. The Dead Kennedys had it right in 1987, "Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death." (I urge everyone to read Nobel laureate Kenzaburo Oe's novel "A Personal Matter", a fictionalized account of the birth of his brain-damaged son. The protagonist considers the doctor's offer to euthanize his son but ..., well, it's a good novel that deserves a wide audience.)
This case is bad enough but that it reaches its climax during Holy Week is the final, horrible irony. And politically the symbolism couldn't be worse for the hapless Democrats. They have descended into a bad parody as essentially the Pro-Death Party. While Christians worldwide celebrate the Risen Christ, while children hunt for Easter eggs, while spring brings a profusion of new life, the Democrats and a handful of judges are allowing a man to starve his helpless wife. Happy Easter indeed.
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