One week later, I’ve learned a lot; not just about the Terri Schiavo case, but about people.
I’ve been pigeonholed more times than I’d like to even discuss here, by people who should know better.
My favorite pigeonholing was by a repressed gay guy who’s so uncomfortable with his gayness he won’t even come out of the closet publicly, but makes me out to be some kind of Jesus freak in a mock quotation with another “friend.” The other friend, of course, who likes to cheer, “Go Darwin!!!” everytime someone who that person believes is clearing the way for the rest of the gene pool by eliminating themselves from it but at the same time passing children along for therapy in different places, getting whatever drugs they need to take, and getting treatment all over the place. Not exactly the way to let evolution run its course, is it?
Of course, this same person has numerous illnesses including a heart condition and insists on smoking. Should I just cheer, “Go Darwin!?”
Well I don’t. Because despite the blatant hypocrisy of a repressed homosexual making fun of what he thinks I am (noting, of course, that I’m completely honest and open about who I am and what I believe, while he hides it) and the other person constantly chanting “Go Darwin,” as if to say it’s okay for Terri to die because, as this person puts it, Terri was “too stupid” to have a living will, while she puffs a cigarette and complains about heart problems and asthma, I don’t work like that.
Terri does not deserve to die because simply because she doesn’t have a living will. No innocent person deserves to die. This is not some “right to life crap” as its been called by one of the aboved mentioned people. It’s not a bible-banger issue.
It’s just not.
We have an obligation as a society to protect the weakest among us. That means taking care of people who are ill. It means helping to give medication to families that can’t afford it. It means giving people an opportunity to better themselves. It means protecting those without the voice to protect themselves. People like Terri.
I’m amazed at how black and white some people can make this issue. It’s the Jesus-freaks versus the real contemplative smart folk, in their mind. Well, for the record, let me state emphatically who I am and what I believe so that the gay guy and the smoker can just relax with their perpetual bullshit.
I am a white male conservative/libertarian. I know what my beliefs are, and some of them I feel more strongly than others. I am open to change on some or all of my views if new evidence changes my way of thinking on something.
I believe in the sanctity of life for innocent people. That includes unborn babies, and adults. No one has an obligation to die for any reason if they have not committed a crime. I also believe that criminals do have an obligation to die if they kill someone else; their innocence lost the minute they do the deed.
I believe in the sanctity of marriage. I believe a married relationship is better for raising children and starting a family than a “committed one.” It’s not as easy to walk away from a real marriage, and to a degree it forces you to work harder if something is wrong. I believe gay people should be allowed to marry because two fathers are better than one, and I think we have to open our minds to the fact that children being raised by two parents are always going to be better off than children raised by one mom and an absentee dad.
I believe people should be able to kill themselves if they so desire, as long as those wishes are clearly defined. I think Jack Kevorkian’s efforts are heroic. Terminally ill patients should always have the option, if they choose, to end their lives quickly and painlessly. As should people in a state where they can’t survive without either artificial feeding or a respirator. But, absent specific instructions on their wishes written down on paper, no terminally ill or disabled patient should ever be sentenced to death. While everyone is worried about the precedents being set if she’s not killed, I worry more about the precedent it sets if she is. At this point, all husbands can now say their disabled wives wanted to die and we can just kill them. That’s scarier to me than saving one life.
I believe that the people who think I do anything on this site for hits are out of their fucking minds. In fact, despite the assertion of someone who christened me with a comment, and who should know what blogs are about, my traffic this month, despite my extraordinary efforts to bump it up by capitalizing on this sad case, is going to be just about where it was a month ago, and two months ago when I hardly wrote anything at all.
Now you know what I believe. As always, I have been 100% open and honest with my readers about who I am, what I believe, and my position on any issues. I never hold back when I post something because frankly I don’t care who it offends. I don’t care if you’re a “friend,” my best friend, my mother and father, or my worst enemy. You always get the straight dope when I write something.
Now ponder that for a second, and apply it to yourself. Do your readers know exactly what you think at all times? Do they know your background for thinking so? Do they know what you do despite the best efforts of Darwin? Do they know that you don’t want to become the “gay conservative blogger” so you hide it?
For all your mocking, shitslinging, pigeonholing bullshit, my readers know exactly who I am.
Do yours?
(Oh, and unlike some other people, comments will remain open on this post, as they are on every single post I write because I don’t fear what my readers have to say)
Choose life.