Moral Travesty, the Golden Rule, and How We Die
A kind and good-natured neighbor died last week. He always wanted to die in the peace and comforts of home, as his wife did 15 years ago. After a bad fall, an ambulance whisked him away. He wound up in a strange and sterile room, his body invaded by wires and tubes to the very end.
Will last year's health care overhaul — or any other proposal — be able to address this moral travesty?