March 24, 2005

The Southern Death Cult

She's gotten so crazy she's actually hot right now. What's wrong with me? Stop staring at the picture, dumbass! But I can't tear my eyes away!

You know how much I dislike doing this type of post, but as a lover of death, I am tasked to constantly monitor and counteract the holy light of life-giving propaganda columns. In any event, I think that the linked column ironically represents the sort of death rattle/eulogy for this sad spectacle...

God made the world or he didn't. God made you or he didn't.

May I refer you to our friends in XTC and their fine ditty, Dear God?

If he did, your little human life is, and has been, touched by the divine. If this is true, it would be true of all humans, not only some. And so--again, if it is true--each human life is precious, of infinite value, worthy of great respect.

If that paradigm ("infinite human value"?) was applied just once in environmental regulation or a civil lawsuit, the pro-plutocrat faction in her party would freak the fuck out. Unless they could make the argument that since human life is infinitely valuable, the families of the people we killed with our toxic emissions can never truly be compensated, so why bother?

They are like the mother who is famously said to have lifted the back of a small car off the ground to save a child caught under a tire. You're desperate to save a life, you're shot through with adrenaline, your strength is for half a second superhuman, you do the impossible.

What's being predicted here? That protestors will develop the ability to shoot fireballs out of their hands at the 11th Circuit Court judges? Levitation? Throwing lifted cars at hospitals?

They do not want an innocent human life ended for what appear to be primarily practical and worldly reasons--e.g., Mrs. Schiavo's quality of life is low, her life is pointless. They say: Who is to say it is pointless? And what does pointless even mean? Maybe life itself is the point.

Of course, this is from someone who thinks that the Pope living and suffering through a series of maladies (thanks to the finest European hospitals) is more instructive than 1000 medical pathology textbooks.

And why do those who argue for Mrs. Schiavo's death employ language and imagery that is so violent and aggressive? The chairman of the Democratic National Committee calls Republicans "brain dead." Michael Schiavo, the husband, calls House Majority Leader Tom DeLay "a slithering snake."

When you've got Randall Terry as a primary spokesperson, and when everyone involved in the case (and a fair number of politicians not involved) has received death threats, I'm not sure that accurately comparing an oily little shitstain to a serpent (sorry, snakes!) represents the pinnacle of aggressive hate speech.

Why are they so committed to this woman's death? They seem to have fallen half in love with death.

Normally I wouldn't take a lecture on love of death from someone who fetishizes one person with an irreversible, incapacitating brain injury, while blithely rationalizing the senseless, watery slaughter of a 200,000 tsunami victims as God's will.

What does Terri Schiavo's life symbolize to them? What does the idea that she might continue to live suggest to them?

That courts and spouses can make difficult decisions without the intervention of people that believe in magic, angel-sent dolphins?

I do not understand their certainty. I don't "know" that any degree of progress or healing is possible for Terri Schiavo; I only hope they are. We can't know, but we can "err on the side of life."

Science, schmience! Neurology, neurschmology! Hmmm, that last one didn't work out so good.

I do not understand why people who want to save the whales (so do I) find campaigns to save humans so much less arresting. I do not understand their lack of passion. But the save-the-whales people are somehow rarely the stop-abortion-please people.

And here we go. Hang on to your uteruses! And your whales, I guess.

[Part Two with an exciting concentration camp denouement in the extended entry...]




The PETA people, who say they are committed to ending cruelty to animals, seem disinterested in the fact of late-term abortion, which is a cruel procedure performed on a human.

Women's health, schmimmen's health. Damn, 0 for my last 2!

I do not understand why those who want a freeze on all death penalty cases in order to review each of them in light of DNA testing--an act of justice and compassion toward those who have been found guilty of crimes in a court of law--are uninterested in giving every last chance and every last test to a woman whom no one has ever accused of anything.

Because holding a guy in prison for 10 years, and then gassing him to death, for something he didn't do, tends to make one's state a murderer?

Wouldn't you feel extreme sadness at being extremely disabled? I'd weep every day, wouldn't you? But consider your life. Are there not facets of it, or facts of it, that make you feel extremely sad, pained, frustrated, angry? But you're still glad you're alive, aren't you? Me too.

I'm not sure that frustration over missing out on office party cake is an appropriate is necessarily equivalent with losing higher brain functions for over a decade.

Terri Schiavo may well die. No good will come of it. Those who are half in love with death will only become more red-fanged and ravenous.

Thank goodness she's keeping her aggression in check. Holy Jesus!

And those who are still learning--our children--oh, what terrible lessons they're learning.

When you have to type your "oh's," that's a sign that the Xanax pez dispenser has been completely cashed.

Our children have been reared in the age of abortion, and are coming of age in a time when seemingly respectable people are enthusiastic for euthanasia. It cannot be good for our children, and the world they will make, that they are given this new lesson that human life is not precious, not touched by the divine, not of infinite value.

The first part of the sentence should be the clue where this is all going, according to all of the feminist blogs I've been reading who are attuned to the standard scare words. As if the revelation that y'all womyn like caribou better than fetuses wasn't a clue before.

Once you "know" that--that human life is not so special after all--then everything is possible, and none of it is good. When a society comes to believe that human life is not inherently worth living, it is a slippery slope to the gas chamber. You wind up on a low road that twists past Columbine and leads toward Auschwitz. Today that road runs through Pinellas Park, Fla.

Because everyone remembers when that one single Jew was gassed in 1957 after 15 years of legal wrangling by the Nazi government. Or when, despite the protests of the Governor of Colorado, the Supreme Court declined to hear the case granting the right of loner teenagers to riddle their classmates with bullets. Normally, invocation of Godwin's Law is a sign of argumentative impotence and/or that you've lost your bearings, but it seems so natural in this column.

By the way, 14 people died in a British Petroleum refinery explosion in Texas City. So I guess they owe the families... shit, where's the infinity button on my calculator?

Posted by Norbizness at March 24, 2005 12:22 AM
Comments

I dunno, Peggy, maybe it's just the non-liquified neurons and synapses talking here, but I've got a couple issues with this one. Not that I actually care even the slightest bit what happens to one woman in Florida, since from all the available evidence, I gather she doesn't care either, but it's less a matter of being "half in love with death" than of wanting the person I chose to make my legal partner to make decisions in my interest than the freaks I happen to have gotten stuck with in the genetic crapshoot.
As for the whales, I don't suppose that the magic dolphin lady has noticed there are far fewer whales than humans, and that whales don't generally kill people. When they start threatening us, I'll start making Save The Humans posters and stop worrying about ceticide.
And, oh yeah. The facets of my life that make me feel "sad, pained, frustrated, and angry", increasingly those have a lot to do with the fact that whackjobs like you are currently destroying most of what I kinda liked about the whole planet, so, you know, looking at another four years or so of this, and I actually am not all that sure I *am* still glad I'm alive.
But, that's probably because I don't live my live in a rosy alcoholic glow. Glad it seems to be working out for you, though.

Posted by: D. Sidhe at March 24, 2005 10:08 AM

Kid, I bin watchin' people throw at the broad side of th' barn for thirty five years and that's the first time I ever seen one demolished with a casual toss. Somebody get the radar gun.

Posted by: doghouse riley at March 24, 2005 10:12 AM

Even presuming science could reconstruct the part of her brain that is currently spinal fluid, you could never replicate what was once there. Or, to put it in a more religious way, Terri's soul left her body a long time ago, and watching her soulless husk twitch and gurgle is as creepy as creepy goes.

Posted by: ChrisV82 at March 24, 2005 10:40 AM

I think there's something biological going on here, some ingrained response to fear that makes people want to 'fight for life.' They don't care about Terri. They just need the emotional reward they seem to get.

Posted by: Charles Watkins at March 24, 2005 11:03 AM

"And those who are still learning--our children--oh, what terrible lessons they're learning."

why is it that the 19,000 dead via our armed forces in a ferren' land fail the schiavo litmus test when this mob blathers on about the culture of life? am i wrong here, or am i eating crazy pills?

btw, great post, norb.

Posted by: dexter at March 24, 2005 11:30 AM

Hmm, nice how she evoked Columbine without mentioning the school shooting this week.

Posted by: Yosef at March 24, 2005 11:32 AM

I third Dexter's comment. Great post.

If only those stupid hippies would stop caring about nature and resources and available food and peaceful solutions and 3rd world debt and focus on LIFE!!!!

I suppose the main reason this is all so compelling is that it represents a microcosm of trying to debate fundamentalists. I can trot out doctor after doctor to prove my point, but they can always counter with "But I BELIEVE". Ugh....

Posted by: drew at March 24, 2005 11:38 AM

last night on the news they played a soundbite of bush saying something like "in matters like these we must err on the side of life. and we are." i was like "shit yeah you are. erring right and left, motherfucker." (pardon my french i realize the french aren't welcome in this most holiest blog of patriotic fervor.)

xoxo, jared

Posted by: ms. jared at March 24, 2005 11:57 AM

Excellent post.

How do you manage to read these columns without experiencing complete loss of equilibrium, projectile vomiting, or certain sexual side effects?

Posted by: spencer at March 24, 2005 11:59 AM

Jared: That's Jesus' General.

Spencer: I smoke a lot of pot so I forget sooner.

Posted by: norbizness at March 24, 2005 12:03 PM

The Noonster's recipe for peace in the "Mideast":

"In a similar spirit, let me say that if Steven Spielberg went to the Mideast tomorrow, announced he was making a movie, and sent out a casting call for males age 12 to 30 he would immediately establish a new Mideast peace, at least for the length of the shoot. Because the only thing the young men there would rather do than kill each other is be a movie star. Hmmmm, a suicide bombing that raises my family's status in the neighborhood or a possible date with Cameron Diaz, let's see . . . Mr. Spielberg would also get a Nobel Peace Prize. I am actually not kidding.)"

I think my eyes just tried to turn backwards in their sockets.

Posted by: sarah at March 24, 2005 12:17 PM

So, she thinks that all fetuses should be brought to life no matter the consequences: whether the baby is grossly deformed beyond redemption, may end in the mother's death, or is borne by a thirteen year old to a life of violence, perversion, and poverty. Yet she is perfectly comfortable with state sponsored murder. Nice piece of work, that one.

Posted by: bruce at March 24, 2005 01:05 PM

In a just world, Peggy Noonan would be in six layers of urine-soaked clothes begging for change outside a Duane Reed while blathering on about Jeebus' love and Molly Ivins would have her job at the WSJ.

Posted by: Vestal Vespa at March 24, 2005 01:12 PM

Ah, Peggy, upon your death may hordes of winged, hydrocephalic harlequin babies raise you up to that great big bottle of Royal Gate in the sky...

Posted by: teh l4m3 at March 24, 2005 01:32 PM

if all those abortionists could just get chosen for parts in a spielberg movie...

Posted by: dexter at March 24, 2005 02:35 PM

"In a similar spirit, let me say that if Steven Spielberg went to the Mideast tomorrow, announced he was making a movie, and sent out a casting call for males age 12 to 30 he would immediately establish a new Mideast peace, at least for the length of the shoot. Because the only thing the young men there would rather do than kill each other is be a movie star. Hmmmm, a suicide bombing that raises my family's status in the neighborhood or a possible date with Cameron Diaz, let's see . . . Mr. Spielberg would also get a Nobel Peace Prize. I am actually not kidding.)"

As if the people predisposed to suicide bombing would ever work for a Jew . . .

Posted by: spencer at March 24, 2005 02:40 PM

You spend your whole life looking for identity and then one day, like a bolt out of the blue, it comes.

I'm a Euthanasia Enthusiast. I AM a Euthanasia Enthusiast! Gentlemen, please begin my subscription to "Kevorkian Fancy" magazine.

Posted by: Cleetus X at March 24, 2005 03:53 PM

What does Terri Schiavo's life symbolize to them?
An existence that ended for all practical purposes 15 years ago?
What does the idea that she might continue to live suggest to them?
That for reasons to me incomprehensible she would continue to languish in a hospice bed with a tube in her stomach for nutrition, unable to move or speak, with no cerebral cortex so that she (mercifully) cannot think, with no hope of any change ever? That this is not a definition of "living" that most people would find appealing?

Once you "know" that--that human life is not so special after all--then everything is possible, and none of it is good. When a society comes to believe that human life is not inherently worth living, it is a slippery slope to the gas chamber.
She's heard of Gov. George W. Bush, right?

Great post, Mr. The Left.

Posted by: Yeah. at March 24, 2005 03:54 PM

BTW- the Sarah McLachlan cover of that XTC song is quite choice as well.

Posted by: Vestal Vespa at March 24, 2005 04:20 PM

I never thought Sarah McLachlan gave it justice... too wussy and contrived. Teh XTC version is more raw... and the kid singing the lines just packs a bigger punch.

re Spielberg casting call: I think that the number of actors he would require would grab the last remaining 12-30 year olds that are still alive and walking in Iraq. Just for that reason (not for the reason he would be shot because he's Jewish) he should go for it!

Posted by: Oorgo at March 24, 2005 06:40 PM

fucked up catholic.

royally fucked up catholic.

no -- IMPERIALLY fucked up catholic.

btw, the local paper said prince ranier of monaco is also in the running to go to the big casino in the sky.

Posted by: Ted Wingo at March 24, 2005 06:44 PM

The lady who cuts my hair had the Hannitoad's radio show on today. Sean was chattin' up Judge Roy Moore about the Schiavo case. Moore managed to maintain that none of the judges in this case had been following "the rule of law", that "man's law is not the rule of law", that the Constitution is the highest law in the USA, that judges don't decide what the law is, and that the President is the ultimate authority. If you think some of these things are contradictory or just make no sense whatsoever, rest assured that they sounded no better when Moore was saying them. More than ten minutes and my head would have exploded. Thank god my barber is ridiculously fast.

Posted by: jackd at March 24, 2005 06:51 PM

If you think some of these things are contradictory or just make no sense whatsoever, rest assured that they sounded no better when Moore was saying them.

That's why we keep losing elections. We're too busy trying to come up with justified, rational arguments for things. Clearly the sheeple respond a lot better when you just make shit up and don't bother trying to create clear lines of reasoning.

Posted by: Vestal Vespa at March 24, 2005 06:54 PM

So Prince Rainier of Monaco is Deep Throat? Man, I have to change my bets in a hurry.

Posted by: D. Sidhe at March 24, 2005 07:04 PM

Vestal Vespa, I like your Nooner crazy in the streets Molly Ivins at the WSJ idea. What a world that would be. But following Cleetus, I gotta give the Noony points for the inverse reciprocal alliteration of "enthusiasts for euthanasia." My band just found a name. Norbizness, me likely yr blogging first time poster long time reader. Everybody and anyone else, am I the only one who thinks the logical extension of Pegaloon's argument is that as long as Terri was capable of bearing children it was Michael Schiavo's duty to do his part? Sick, I know but...

Posted by: j fyrste at March 24, 2005 09:05 PM

Cleetus, I was wondering how much a subscription to "Kevorkian Fancy" would cost. If it's less than $30/year I'm totally getting it. It's in the Time, Inc. consortium, right?
Also, I have been looking for a religion to join and I've decided on joining the cult of death. Does anyone know where to put in an application? I think I would do well in a cult of death, I bet I could work my way up from acolyte to minor priestess in a couple of years.

Posted by: jenna at March 24, 2005 10:25 PM

You folks crack me up. Thanks all!

I got to this particular post via the moderate voice (whoever that is, too many damn blogs to follow)coz he pinged my post on the whole sad affair, and really, after reading her nonsense I had to wonder, why? Why did I waste those seconds, they're gone, dead as it wer.... oh, damn, I'M A CULTIST!!!!!

Sweet morpheus, I bow to your, er, ummmm, .... omnipresense!

Euthanasia Enthusiast. EE like AA?

j fyrste, logical and nooner only go together in cheap motel rooms. I'm thinkin that her whole wedge of the world just skipped right on by the logical thinking banquet table. Her logic has none. She might as well said the slippry slope that leads to vegatable gardening for all the sense it makes.

Posted by: Duckman GR at March 24, 2005 11:34 PM

j. fyrste, I had that same thought. Mayhaps they want to keep her as the symbol for the ultimate christian wife. Doesn't talk back, doesn't buy anything, has no independant thought, thus the perfect womb.

Posted by: citizen spot at March 24, 2005 11:46 PM

j. fyrste, I had that same thought. Mayhaps they want to keep her as the symbol for the ultimate christian wife. Doesn't talk back, doesn't buy anything, has no independant thought, thus the perfect womb.

Posted by: citizen spot at March 24, 2005 11:46 PM

These are the people who believe that your soul goes to heaven when you die, if you're good that is, being innocent Terri should go to heaven and be with Jesus, instead of wallowing in a pointless existence, pointless meaning "without any point", I wouldn't think it's too difficult to understand. You think they'd want to free her soul and let her meet Jesus.

And may I ask what this fool thinks that people protest the Iraq war for? Could it be because they don't like to see thousands of people die for bullshit reasons, could it? Hmm? No, it's because of the whales.

I must go now, it's Easter and I have to go and dwell on the image of a bloodied and battered christ on the cross.

Posted by: mutant cat at March 25, 2005 08:41 AM

Quote from a parallel story: The Smithsonian magazine is running an article on the Scopes trial, and the town of Dayton, Tennessee where it took place. Seems after William Jennings Bryan died, they established a school to teach history per the Bible. ( Bryan College ) They quote the geology perfesser at the school and he sums up the whole fundy thang in one amazingly witless sentance, when he explains how the Earth can be 6000 years old: "Scripture trumps interpretations of physical data."

Posted by: Cliffman at March 25, 2005 06:03 PM

I want to make
The Beast With Two Backs
with Peggy Noonan.

Afterwards, you can shoot us both.

Posted by: WillShake at March 28, 2005 01:29 AM