The assisted suicide movement is akin to a death cult. The ultimate ideological point isn’t to provide a last resort escape for the imminently dying.
Over time, euthanasia practice becomes a banal bureaucratic matter of checking the right boxes or finding ways to maneuver around the “protective guidelines.”
Some doctors at the Hospital for Sick Children in Toronto have already volunteered to euthanize children once that lethal act becomes legal.
My last hospice patient, Bob, told me that after some months of just wanting to be dead, that he had “come out of the fog.”
A New York Times writer asks, “Could I Kill My Mother?”