Friday, December 03, 2004

"Compassion" for Children: Dutch Style

The Globe and Mail recently (December 1, 2004) hosted a poll with the following question:

In your opinion, is the Netherlands on the right track in allowing medical teams and parents to jointly decide to end the lives of terminally ill newborns?

This question was answered with 75% of responders saying “yes” and only 25% saying “no.” Well, that means, I suppose, that we are heading towards a society in Canada in which our care and compassion means we shall now kill terminally ill newborns. What compassion!

Good old Holland, leading the way in yet another area of modern social practice! They have shown great leadership already in the killing of the old as well as in liberalized pornography, prostitution and public drug consumption - - just ask anyone who has witnessed, as I have, the shooting up of heroin right in the main park in the Centre of Amsterdam.

The Canadians who answered the poll question above were answering whether the Netherlands was “on the right track”. Curious phrase that – “right track”.

Where exactly is that track going and why is the image of a “track” and a “direction” being used? What could be beyond “terminally ill newborns” for example? Is there, perhaps, another category waiting in the wings for the liberation from life that so many physicians in the nether-regions are practiced at?

Yes, as a matter of fact, the Dutch have, for some time, been perfecting their regime of killing those whose lives are judged by others not to be worth living. Years ago there was quite a stink when their own Attorney General’s Report showed over a 1,000 non-voluntary deaths (i.e. not requested) a year by active physician termination.

So shocking was the Dutch evidence in fact that several other countries examining the situation there (such as the British House of Lords Select Committee) pronounced it completely unacceptable and rejected what was going on and the so-called “safeguards” within which the Dutch system was said to operate.

But now time has passed, memories have faded and the Dutch practices have passed from prosecutorial guidelines (which simply said “we won’t prosecute if you follow these guidelines”) to enacted laws (saying “killing is legal”). First the old and terminally sick were allowed to be killed, then those who showed “no cure” or “no improvement” and who just wanted to die. This elevation of will to the level of illness has been held to include the depressed and those with conditions such as anorexia.

The so-called “safeguards” are not “safeguards” at all as experts such as Georgetown’s John Keown have shown in their own studies of the Dutch Euthanasia regime.

So, the track that awaits societies that follow the Dutch goes in the direction of getting rid of “useless lives” and we have heard that rhetoric and don’t need an exhaustive web-search to tell us who used that word - - how ironic that the Dutch who ate tulip bulbs to survive the long winter of Nazi horrors are now willing to deliberately terminate human newborns using the “ethics” first formulated by the Germans who proceeded the Third Reich.

The Dutch will terminate old people who are judged to be “past it”. No wonder they have, apparently, one of the highest rates of gangrenous infections in Europe - - old people are afraid to go for treatment lest they be bumped off. Holland is well known, as well, as having the worst hospice care availability in Europe - - you don’t need hospices to lovingly care for the dying when you can simply (and much more quickly) knock them off.

An aspect of all this is that the Dutch lie about what is going on. Several times I have had knowledgeable people from Holland deny to my face that non-voluntary euthanasia occurs in their country - - when even their own Attorney General’s Report said so clearly in the early 1990’s. It was a wise man that once said, “hypocrisy is the homage that vice pays to virtue”.

The Dutch seem to have gone one step further. For them “lies are the homage that evil pays to goodness”.

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