Remember

The Anchoress looks at the jaws of death.

After reading her post, read the rest of this post:

When you brush your teeth or those of your precious children remember Terri and say a prayer for her. Michael Schiavo ordered caregivers not to clean Terri’s teeth in 1995 (isn’t ‘caregiver‘ an ironic word here?). In 2004 she had to have five teeth removed as a direct result of his deliberate neglect.

When you walk outside and feel the fresh air on your face remember Terri and say a prayer for her. Terri, on MIchael’s orders, has been strictly confined to her room for five years.

When you go to church or when a churchmember visits you remember Terri and say a prayer for her. Michael has refused permission for Terri to attend religious services, and has often refused permission for Priests to visit her (she is Catholic).

When you draw the curtains or open the shades of your windows letting in the glorious warm sunshine, when you feel that sun touch your face- remember Terri, whose ‘husband’ has ordered that her window shades must never, ever be raised- and say a prayer for her.

If you or a family member require an antibiotic, remember that Terri’s husband “ordered doctors not to treat Terri when she had a life threatening infection in 1993 and 1995.”

When working on a scrapbook, taking pictures of your family, looking at pictures of loved ones, and sending pictures to the grandparents- remember Terri and say a prayer for her. Michael removes family pictures from Terri’s room.

When your children bring you that handful of dandelions, your husband sends you flowers, or you note the first crocus, squill, and tulips of spring, remember Terri and pray for her. Her ‘husband’ denies flowers from family and friends.

When you listen to music, remember Terri and say a prayer for her. Michael denies certain CDs to be played for Terri, and refuses to allow her to listen to music with headphones.

When you play with an animal or watch your children interacting with a beloved pet, remember and pray for Terri, whose ‘husband’ refuses to allow therapeutic animals to visit with her, knowing that she is an animal lover.

When you take a drink of water or a bite of food, remember and pray for Terri, who has been denied all food and water by her ‘husband’ and by the courts of this land, and by Judge Greer, who has forbidden anybody to attempt to give Terri anything at all by mouth.

The Roman soldiers permitted more for Jesus at His crucifixion:

John 19:28-29

After this, Jesus knowing that all things were now accomplished, that the scripture might be fulfilled, saith, I thirst.
Now there was set a vessel full of vinegar: and they filled a spunge with vinegar, and put it upon hyssop, and put it to his mouth.

Remember Him, and remember that He also said this:

Matt 25:31-46

“But when the Son of Man comes in His glory, and all the angels with Him, then He will sit on His glorious throne.
“And all the nations will be gathered before Him; and He will separate them from one another, as the shepherd separates the sheep from the goats;
and He will put the sheep on His right, and the goats on the left.
“Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.
‘For I was hungry, and you gave Me {something} to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in;
naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.’
“Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty, and give You drink?
‘And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked, and clothe You?
‘And when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’
And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, {even} the least {of them,} you did it to Me.’
“Then He will also say to those on His left, ‘Depart from Me, accursed ones, into the eternal fire which has been prepared for the devil and his angels;
for I was hungry, and you gave Me {nothing} to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me nothing to drink;
I was a stranger, and you did not invite Me in; naked, and you did not clothe Me; sick, and in prison, and you did not visit Me.’
“Then they themselves also will answer, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, or thirsty, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not take care of You?’
“Then He will answer them, saying, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.’46 “And these will go away into eternal punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.”

(NAS)

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About Reading

Reflections at a Funeral is a great article. Scholars from The Common Room, The Beehive, and Deweys’ Treehouse (see the sidebar for links) will all be delighted.

Consider:

“If I were to make a list of the best books I have read, and would recommend to adults and children alike, I would begin with Winnie the Pooh and The House at Pooh Corner. It would not be because I am in arrested development, though I may be. It would be because the English is masterly, the limning of a magical world adroit, and Shepherd’s drawings exquisite. But to enjoy them you need to appreciate the language (and not be too full of yourself).”

There’s much, much, more. Please go read. Common Room scholars will especially delight in the final sentence, and will be reminded strongly of their Granny Tea. The Headmistress will wait here, quietly hugging herself for sheer joy over finding this article and being able to share it with her friends and relations.

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More than private concern

Read Not Dead at All, by Harriet McBryde Johnson over at Slate:

“Due to a congenital neuromuscular disease, I am having trouble swallowing, and it’s a constant struggle to get by mouth the calories my skinny body needs. For whatever reason, I’m still trying, but I know a tube is in my future. So, possibly, is speechlessness. That’s a scary thought. If I couldn’t speak for myself, would I want to die? If I become uncommunicative, a passive object of other people’s care, should I hope my brain goes soft and leaves me in peace?

My emotional response is powerful, but at bottom it’s not important. It’s no more important than anyone else’s, not what matters. The things that ought to matter have become obscured in our communal clash of gut reactions. Here are 10 of them…”

All ten are worth reading. And don’t miss the conclusion. Here’s a sample:

“I hope against hope that I will never be one of those people in the shadows, that I will always, one way or another, be able to make my wishes known. I hope that I will not outlive my usefulness or my capacity (at least occasionally) to amuse the people around me. But if it happens otherwise, I hope whoever is appointed to speak for me will be subject to legal constraints. Even if my guardian thinks I’d be better off dead—even if I think so myself—I hope to live and die in a world that recognizes that killing, even of people with the most severe disabilities, is a matter of more than private concern. “

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More on Memo Mix-up

Michelle Malkin brings updates.

Powerline has more. Read “ABC Checks Out.” Powerline says to ignore the bad spelling, but we are an educational blog. We suggest our readers eat a peanut M&M; for every spelling error you find in the ABC source’s note.

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Asking Questions

Polipundit is asking some questions today.

The Good Captain covers capriciousness.

Read an affadavit by another doctor, one Doctor William Chesire, with experience with Terri’s case who says that she may not be PVS.

Hugh Hewitt has more about Dr. Chesire and the culture of death behind Terri’s starvation.

Patterico asks another question:

“Do you oppose an attempt to feed her liquid, to see if she can swallow it on her own? If so, why?”

He quotes William Anderson, who points out

“When we awaken from this queasy nightmare, people will ask how it could have been that a court could post a police officer by the bedside to insure that a dying woman succumbed to a ghastly death by thirst.”

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