Nausea

Yes, another Schiavo post. But the issues are the issues, and the news is the news, and that's what this blog is about. When I saw last night that the 11th Circuit (for whatever reason) was going to, you know, at some point, maybe get around to hearing arguments about whether or not to consider the future option of allowing the possibility of legalizing the potential reinsertion of the tube, I have to be honest. The gorge started to rise in my throat. Why'd they change their mind? Was it seeing some far left icons like Jackson, Nader, and Hentoff going against them? Was it because they've finally started to realize that in addition to Terri, they are euthanizing the legitimacy and prestige of the Judiciary? Was it because they are starting to see that this case is an unmitigated disaster for the left?

So now they make some noises about doing the right thing almost two weeks into the execution. After they've probably immensely added to the damage to this poor woman. After they've turned her into beef jerky.

This is equivalent to commuting a death sentence *after* the smoke and sizzle has already started in the electric chair.

Robed Masters, if you are going to save this woman, do it now, and quit dithering around. This has become a revolting, inhuman farce. If you have no intention of saving her, then quit trying to cover your own asses and have the courage of your convictions.

A situation of perhaps honest confusion is starting to become downright Satanic.

I'm a pretty level-headed guy, but I'm starting to feel the urge to puke.

Here's a good column that looks at how this all relates to the parable of The Good Samaritan.

Update: This NRO article takes an in-depth look at how the 1990 Cruzan case, even though it decided against "pulling the tube", put us right where we are today.