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Feb. 16th, 2003 11:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaIt's not supposed to snow like this in Maryland.
I just bundled up and stepped out onto the patio. Two steps from the door, the snow was knee deep. It's nearly up to our windowsills, and still it keeps falling. We're told we can expect it to keep snowing all night and much of the day tomorrow.
We're nicely stocked up with movies, food, and whisky. As long as the power stays on we should be perfectly comfortable. Stir crazy, perhaps, but comfortably so.
It's not supposed to snow like this in Maryland.
I want to clarify what I said in my last post. No, of course I don't think that my parents would have availed themselves of euthanasia, had Peter Singer gotten to them. And, although it was kind of people to say good things about my presence in their lives, I didn't really need to be reassured that my life was worth sparing.
My point, which I guess I didn't make very well, is that even without Dr. Singer's poisonous arguments, it was already hard enough for my mother to advocate for my needs and get my doctors to think of me as a human being whose suffering was worthy of consideration. How much harder would it have been for her if otherwise reasonable people around her had been expounding the philosophy that infants - especially disabled infants - weren't even really conscious beings?
I just bundled up and stepped out onto the patio. Two steps from the door, the snow was knee deep. It's nearly up to our windowsills, and still it keeps falling. We're told we can expect it to keep snowing all night and much of the day tomorrow.
We're nicely stocked up with movies, food, and whisky. As long as the power stays on we should be perfectly comfortable. Stir crazy, perhaps, but comfortably so.
It's not supposed to snow like this in Maryland.
I want to clarify what I said in my last post. No, of course I don't think that my parents would have availed themselves of euthanasia, had Peter Singer gotten to them. And, although it was kind of people to say good things about my presence in their lives, I didn't really need to be reassured that my life was worth sparing.
My point, which I guess I didn't make very well, is that even without Dr. Singer's poisonous arguments, it was already hard enough for my mother to advocate for my needs and get my doctors to think of me as a human being whose suffering was worthy of consideration. How much harder would it have been for her if otherwise reasonable people around her had been expounding the philosophy that infants - especially disabled infants - weren't even really conscious beings?
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Date: 2003-02-16 09:00 pm (UTC)Amen.
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Date: 2003-02-16 09:19 pm (UTC)It's not supposed to snow like this on the days before we already have a planned day off work. ;-P (It's changed over to sleet out here for now, so the accumulation has slowed down.)
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Date: 2003-02-17 08:59 am (UTC)::wistful sigh:: What's the use of me buying all these pretty sweaters on sale when February this year is bizarrely springlike?
This could very well be the butterfly effect in... effect. Just the other day I saw two butterflies behaving--ahem--chaotically in my garden. It could happen! :-)