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I weep, not only for the lost life of your child, but for the society that made you think it was acceptable to rid yourself of someone with Down’s Syndrome.
Modern eugenics, something pushed by early 20th century Progressivism, reinforced to society the idea of “purity” by ridding ourselves of undesirable people.
“What sort of a life will he have, anyway?”
That’s the question meant to put ourselves to sleep at night. We assume that by killing them now, we save greater pain in the future.
Yet the truth is: we don’t know.
“But what kind of a life is Down’s Syndrome?” I don’t know. I won’t pretend to understand. I am well aware of many challenges a person will face. But who appointed me arbiter of his life? Who am I to say that I can foresee his entire existence on earth and determine their death is a superior choice? What godlike powers must I assume to possess to even dream of being worthy to make that choice? The pride it requires is terrifying.
“Hear the word of the Lord, O children of Israel, for the Lord has a controversy with the inhabitants of the land. There is no faithfulness or steadfast love, and no knowledge of God in the land; My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge;
Hosea 4:1, 6a ESV
Ours is a society which demands work and contributions from its members. We want to be efficient and prosperous, after all. This is a well meant theme until we encounter others who “get in the way”. Then disabled, the elderly, the mentally ill…we immediately look down upon them because they can’t easily produce, fit in, or work.
In Canada, they offer assisted suicide for such “undesirables”.
Who made us God? Who gave us the right to determine the value of someone else’s life? How do we know that their worth is tied only to the money they make and service they’ll provide? How do ANY of us know how they themselves feel and what they want out of their time on earth? By what sickening logic do we feel entitled to judge?
If a man with Downs finds pleasure in a life with relatives, walking outside, watching Wheel of Fortune, and volunteering at Goodwill…how dare any of us tell him that he is better off dead? How do we KNOW that? What if that brings him happiness and value?
Our society doesn’t want to be challenged. It is quite happy focusing only upon those it deems worthy of life. Most humans won’t understand this concept until they become elderly and forgotten and it’s too late to fight back. We are terrified that if we allow a man with Down syndrome to survive, that we may learn he has something to teach us about life. That we may…see value in his joy. That we might even…love and honor him.
And we certainly can’t have that assault on our ego! Then maybe people will question our judgment!
Then we might learn to love others the way God does.
Looks like the war in Iran is going to heat up... I think the chances of air strikes on Iran by the United States and Israel this weekend is pretty high.
@elonmusk There are a lot of psychological factors for why this is true. Most importantly, that racists often can't tell the difference between a dark joke and real racism. They are just feigning offense.
The only good thing to come out of the Democrats elevation of a Nazi for Senate is that it shows how none of their objections about Trump were sincere.
These arguments are almost verbatim the excuses we’ve seen for Trump’s atrocious conduct. And he is no Graham Platner.
@tracewoodgrains@webdevMason I do. And I would say a majority of the gay people I know find the activist groups to be dangerous. Of course, most young gay men I know believe the trans movement is just conversion therapy with surgery.
I don't agree with them on that last part. But I also don't blame them.
@JMNewsNetwork_ I've never seen 5 year old girls forced to wear a nun habit. I've never heard of a woman between to death for refusing to wear a nun habit.