Frances Inglis, a UK mother who attempted to kill her severely medically disabled son, and then slipped past nurses a second time to finally dispatch him, has been convicted of murder and sentenced to life in prison.
The comments on my previous post about Inglis are overwhelmingly sympathetic to her actions. Frightening.
I think we are in very dangerous waters when the pro-death lobby has twisted public opinion to where cold-blooded murder is viewed by many as an act of love and motherly concern.
I am not kidding, wish I were.
Here’s one person’s take:
I am disgusted with these selfish people who insist that all life should be maintained, no matter the cost to the person who is actually living with the injury/disease.
Oh, I get it. There comes a point when you are severely disabled beyond which you should not live.
Here’s another:
If you were Thomas Inglis, and you were living this way, how long would you like to do that. One year, five years, 20 years?
Reminds me of the doctor’s line in a Nazi propaganda film pushing euthanasia: “Would you, if you were a cripple, want to vegetate forever?”
How about this justification:
Yes, she sounds a bit mad. As you or I might be too, given a year and a half of the horror she had lived through.
Poor Frances, so tormented that, why, of course, murder was the obvious solution – ends Thomas’ “suffering” from his nonresponsive state, and ends Frances’ suffering of having to put up with him.
Sounds like a deal to me.
And one more excerpt from the comments to my previous post, which, I think, is the epitome of upside down thinking:
She needs our compassion, not this ugly political posturing. What exactly are the tenets of a civilized society, does anyone remember?
Ah, I get it. Compassion for a murderer so intent on killing her offspring that when she at first did not succeed, she persisted until she did.
Better still: It’s actually “civilized” to kill the medically vulnerable and defenseless and uncivilized to care for them instead.
With this kind of thinking, and I’ll wager it’s very widely shared, we are at the bottom of the slippery slope and teetering on the brink of descending into a bestial depravity where when people are suffering, different, a bother, or perhaps even if they just upset us, that they need to die.
This time it was Thomas in an unresponsive state.
Next time. . . well, fill in the blank.