Friday, February 27, 2009

The Great No

(I'm in a bit of a Wittemberg mood).
One of these days somebody, somewhere, will publicly agree with what I have written about the United Kingdom now being in the same phase in its history as Germany was at the end of The Thirty Years War. In Germany, taxation was increased while liberty was diminished. Say it again - rinse and repeat. It is now happening to us. You have been warned.
'No Taxation Without Representation' was a good slogan in the 1770's; 'No Representation Without Taxation' is a suitable slogan to be thrown at the Conservative Party's donations policy. No to foreign interests, No to intimacy between politicians and business leaders, No to tax havens, No to men who take every advantage offered to them by the law to minimise what they and their entities contribute to the public purse. In a democracy, the people are the landlords - it's time for the rent, the price paid for being able to do business, to go up.
I will not stand for Scotland's hospitals being turned into factories for the murder of the elderly and the terminally ill. Margo MacDonald, the sponsor of The Proposed End Of Life Choices (Scotland) Bill 2009, used to have my admiration for the shabby treatment she received at the hands of the Scottish National Party; she doesn't have it anymore. She has Parkinson's Disease: so what? Having Parkinson's is part of the tapestry of being alive. It's part of the deal you sign up for the moment you pop out your mother's womb - even before the midwife slaps you on the backside.
If public policy is now made on the basis of emotional individualism, let's all be emotionaly individualistic; indeed, let's get really down and dirty in the emotional individualism in a way that will hopefully make some readers extremely uncomfortable. She should be grateful she has Parkinson's, and not a condition like mine. She has memories of living without her condition; I don't, not since the age of eight (since the night that 'The Sound of Music' premiered on British television, to be exact). Her condition will kill her; and so what? If that's all it's going to do to her, she should be grateful she hasn't had to live with it every minute of every day of her life, hasn't had to factor its unpredictability into all her life-changing decisions, hasn't had to cover it up in order to get jobs it later makes sure she can't do, hasn't had to deal with the ignorance and prejudice and stereotyping associated with it, and hasn't has to deal with those who can't be bothered having to deal with it. The astonishing thing about this malevolent bill is that some will consider her to be a heroine for sponsoring it. If I weren't extremely frightened at the thought of getting a needle in my arm because of it, I'd almost be ready to laugh.
The so-called 'consultation document' attached to this evil thing apparently poses the following question -
"Do you feel a waiting period of 15 days is enough?"
A 'waiting period' of 15 days would seem to be analogous to a 'cooling off period' often found in consumer credit legislation. If MacDonald would make those more likely to be euthanised live under the shadow of euthanasia, I fully intend to shout unkind words into a dying woman's ear - abandon this selfish and egotistic bill and start praying; for if you do not, you may find yourself cooling off in Hell.


Blogger James Higham said...

A worthy manifesto.

27 February, 2009 14:22  
Blogger Martin said...

Thanks, James.

27 February, 2009 14:36  

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