One of the things I most value about my childhood, pre-smartphone but with a family desktop, was how the internet was a place. It was a room in your house. It didn’t follow you outside of that.
Assisted dying forces us to confront some of the hardest questions about life, autonomy, and what it means to care for one another. At first, it might seem like the ultimate act of compassion —a way to grant someone control and dignity in their most vulnerable moments. But when you step back, the picture gets murkier.
What happens when the option to end suffering becomes easier than addressing why people are suffering in the first place? In a world where healthcare systems fail the sick, where loneliness runs rampant, and where poverty strips people of their worth, offering an 'escape' can feel less like a choice and more like surrendering to a broken system.
This isn’t just about autonomy. It’s about ensuring that no one feels like their life is a burden because society didn’t do enough to support them. Legalizing assisted dying might start with good intentions, but it opens a door to a slippery slope —one where the most vulnerable could feel quietly pushed toward a decision they wouldn’t make if they had better options.
The real compassion lies in asking: how can we reduce suffering without normalizing death as the answer? It’s not an easy conversation, but challenging these ideas is how we move closer to a society that truly values life in all its forms.
Tuesday schedule
8:30
soy latte at local drag brunch
9:00
vote for Kamala 20 times
11:30
get abortion
1:00
vote for Kamala another 50 times
6:00
vegan dinner with interracial gay polycule at comet ping pong
9:00
another abortion
We aren’t doing this in 2024. You have a crush and that’s it. No pathologizing. No diagnosis. Free yourself from the confines of pop psychology and enjoy your fleeting experience on earth
if you work 40 hrs/ week, you should be able to own a 1 bedroom apartment that's within a five minute walking distance to two good grocery stores, a bar or cafe, and a mexican restaurant that's not just some fast food chain
I was talking to a friend of mine who is a high school teacher at a school with a new “no phones in the classroom policy” and he said that he had to do something this week that he hasn’t had to do in years — ask students to stop talking.