I am not a big fan of slippery slope arguments. I tend to think there an easy way to sound somewhat intelligent--"Well, yes, but where does it stop?" That's not very sound logic.
But, I can't help but think this society is drifting ever more towards an acceptance of death as an answer to tough problems. And that scares the crap out of me. Society seems hellbent on getting rid of those things which, though terribly difficult, make us truly human. Pain, suffering, guilt, shame, anything that makes us feel bad about ourselves, whether it be physical, mental or emotional.
Yet suffering can be salvific. Now, I'm not advocating self-inflicted pain, whatever the form may be, just to become a better person. But merely that we should accept what life, and, if you believe as I do, what God gives us (as the Pope is doing so courageously now). I'm the first to admit that I likely would be a coward facing such adversity, but that's just an admission of my own weaknesses and failings, not a reason to avoid suffering at all costs.
But to get back to my feelings, I'm scared about this slippery slope towards the valley of the culture of death. Terry Schiavo's life was deemed not worthy to be lived. "Who would want to live like that?" I'm not sure people appreciate how destructive such a sentiment can be.
A child is born severely handicapped, either mentally or physically--who would want to live like that?
An elderly man becomes too senile to take care of himself any more--who would want to live like that?
I've lost my job, have no family, no friends, no prospects for life getting better and I'll be living on the street--who would want to live like that?
Folks, there are a lot of people that we could arguably say are not living a worthwhile life--the old, the sick, the handicapped, Ralph Nader voters, University of Michigan fans. Yet all of them have an inalienable right to live. Somehow we need to get back to recognizing that.