Monday, April 6, 2009

Deathbed Be Not Proud

I went to take my sister mangoes. That's all she is eating these days. Being in her eighties and very wise, she knows that there is nothing left. I dutifully cut up the mango and fed it to her. She was quite amazed at how sweet it was--not like those I brought her last week. Not that she would ever complain. She was just stating a fact. We Jimenez's do that. She went right into the third mango and, it wasn't as ripe as the first two.

There was a Puerto Rican woman sharing the room and I, messing up as usual, didn't bring an extra mango for her. I'll get it right next time. All I could do was offer her half a mango and she gratefully accepted. You see, nursing homes just don't have delicious food. I'm sure it's not the chef's fault--he gets asked to come up with generic foods. My sister and her neighbor needed some Latin foods. Some of you Gringos know what I'm talking about--the rest can go slurp borscht and chow down on Matzos--not that the Soup Nazi would pass up on these flavors, mind you.

But this is Biology and Politics and I now come to my point. When the end is near and you can't conceive of anything else, the douche bags in government should let you pull your own plug. My sister hasn't asked but, if she did, I'd like to know she could have her wish. Why should any person in the U.S. have to go to Washington State because physician-assisted suicide is legal there?

Some people just know when the time has come. They know that to linger is to make yourself and all around you miserable. They should have the power of life and death over themselves no different than the power to end a fetus' life or the power of Texas or Florida State to end the life of a convicted murderer. Why can a New York City or Los Angeles Policeman--right or wrong--have the power to kill you but you haven't the power to end your own life when you see the light? Maybe that will become the accepted way: you enter a police station waving a wallet and the cowards (angels) riddle you with bullets.

If we only knew just how much power we had, nobody would ever complain again. We are, however, little children obedient of the parent's every rule.

Is anybody awake out there or are you all American Natives and other such followers.