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Saturday, June 4, 2011

JACK KEVORKIAN, “RIGHT TO DIE”, ADVOCATE IS DEAD


CONTROVERSIAL CRUSADER CHAMPIONED
THOSE SEEKING “DEATH WITH DIGNITY”



( Saturday, June 4, 2011. Royal Oaks, MI) He was neither kook nor crank, criminal or quack. His quirks, eccentricities and unusual media moments aside, he was, more than anything a crusader. Dr. Jack Kevorkian came to define what was arguably the most heated and controversial medical ethics issue of the 1990’s. He died at age 83 two days ago in a suburban Detroit hospital.

Dr. Kevorkian, a retired Pathologist, first broke into the national conscience and media spotlight in 1990 after having assisted a chronically ill woman to die by utilizing a machine of his own design and construct which came to be derisively known as his “Death Machine”. His device allowed the “patient” to self administer a lethal combination of narcotics that would guarantee a painless and rapid death.

Perhaps the entire odyssey of Kevorkian would have played out differently today in this world so connected by the various social media that have the proven strength to topple governments, promote issues the main stream media ignores, and connect like minded people globally as never before. At the time he first drew national attention he was a “lone wolf” advocating a position which was poorly understood by many across the country and commonly wrongly defined by his opponents and the media.

Kevorkian did use the technology available to him at the time. He video taped long interviews with his “patients” and their families documenting their desire to “die with dignity”. Each of the deaths he assisted in was also video taped. Kevorkian proved to be equally adept at using the media to his advantage and once he retained the services of a flamboyant, opportunistic but shrewd Attorney, Geoffrey Fieger, he and his crusade remained on the public stage until he was eventually sentenced to prison in 2000. He served seven years of a possible 25 year term.

Before the human genome project was complete, prior to the promised potential of stem cell research, genetic manipulation and the other ethical issues that came about due to the incredible advances in all medical / biological disciplines, there was just Dr. Kevorkian and his passionate arguments for a person’s “Right to Die”. Even while he was lambasted in the press, caricatured, derided, and often had his sanity questioned, he never wavered from his central, core belief that a person can make a logical, rational decision to die and should be permitted to be assisted in their desire by a physician. He was extremely selective in choosing his “patients” employing a strict, objective criteria that left no ambiguity in his mind or the minds of those he assisted as well as in the minds of their families. He refused to even speak with over “99 out of 100 of those” who sought his services. His strict criteria accounted for a host of variables including the potential patient’s mental health status and a rigorous scrutiny of their medical records.

“Death (or) Dying with Dignity”. “The Right to Die”, “Physician Assisted Suicide”, are terms that became part of not only the debate of those days, but have been integrated into our American lexicon thanks to this one courageous man. And let there be no doubt about it, he was a very courageous man driven by the courage of his convictions and the frustration of having a very serious issue mocked, assailed or simply dismissed. It was easier to make fun of him than it was to honestly debate and discuss the very real, profound if not fundamental issue that he’d adopted as his mission in later life.

Perhaps what we as humans fear most about death is not the unknown or its inevitability, but rather that it will be painful, protracted and we will find ourselves in a position of being trapped in a body, conscious of what is going on around us but unable to communicate with that world around us. Those suffering from chronic, degenerative, progressive diseases are much more attuned to these possibilities than are the unafflicted. The vitriolic opposition to Dr. Kevorkian’s beliefs often came from those in politics who, on the opposite end of the continuum advocate vociferously for “The Right to Life”. Many of those zealots claimed to have the “responsibility” to “speak for the unborn fetus” while hypocritically dismissing the adult who sought to end their suffering with the assistance, compassion and professionalism of a physician such as Dr. Kevorkian.

As is all too often the case in America, what began as a matter of medical ethics it soon morphed into a legal, political, social issue with all the accompanying politicos, pundits, activists and talking heads of every stripe. However, in some State’s the issue managed through grass roots organizers to find its way onto ballots in the form of “initiatives” in several Statewide elections. The polls results were mixed but a certain measure of insight was gleaned from the places where the ballot initiatives failed as well as where they passed. The American public, the voting public, was becoming engaged in the debate and did not see it in the stark “black and white” terms our politicians so cherish. This was an issue that any American could identify with in some way or another.

The issue made for some strange political and social bedfellows. Right to Die groups sprang up around the Country and were often joined by staunch Libertarians, privacy and limited government groups; not the usual suspects one would find similarly aligned in such a volatile matter of morals and ethics, of religion and science, pro-life and pro-choice, personal liberty and government intrusion, of life and death itself.

The reader so inclined to learn more about this infamous yet enigmatic man might find some of the links below this article as informative, enlightening and interesting as anything they may have read or learned about Kevorkian before. He was a gifted child, by some accounts a “genius” and possessed by an always curious, restless mind. He was a “Maverick" at a time in medicine when such mavericks were dismissed as fools or worse. He was a “Renaissance Man” , a very talented painter, musician and writer and a deep, creative, innovative, brave thinker.

His memory will fade with time but he does leave a powerful legacy. Not many people can have such a claim stated about them posthumously. Dr. Jack Kevorkian singlehandedly brought the issue of Death with Dignity out of the stifled shadows of the chronically, fatally ill into the harsh light of day and was more than willing to do so, not for fame or fortune, but for principal and a cause.


TAGS: Dr. Jack Kevorkian, The Right to Die, Death with Dignity, Physician Assisted Suicide, patient’s Rights, End of life issues, Personal Liberties, Death and Dying.


LINKS:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Kevorkian

http://www.washingtonpost.com/local/obituaries/jack-kevorkian-known-as-dr-death-dies/2011/06/03/AGvzJ1HH_video.html

http://healthland.time.com/2011/06/03/dr-jack-kevorkian-champion-of-patients-right-to-die-dies-at-83/

http://www.argus-press.com/news/national/article_dcc7fc41-471c-5771-bd13-8b64792e12ab.html

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/06/03/late-jack-kevorkian-also-_n_871236.html

http://newsfeed.time.com/2011/06/03/from-times-archives-a-look-back-at-dr-jack-kevorkian/

http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/8117011/kevorkians_legacy_lives_on_through.html

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/06/05/weekinreview/05backthen.html

http://www.opposingviews.com/i/jack-kevorkian-a-man-who-fought-for-your-right-to-die-is-dead

http://royaloak.patch.com/articles/royal-oak-remembers-jack-kevorkian#video-6399712

http://www.csmonitor.com/USA/Society/2011/0603/Jack-Kevorkian-drove-the-debate-on-physician-assisted-suicide

http://www.detnews.com/article/20110603/METRO/106030415/1031/Fieger--%E2%80%98Kevorkian-didn%E2%80%99t-seek-out-history--but-he-made-history%E2%80%99

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Friday, July 17, 2009

LEGENDARY TV ANCHOR WALTER CRONKITE DEAD

THE LAST REAL (TELEVISION) JOURNALIST
OR ANY KIND OF JOURNALIST, FOR THAT MATTER


















Cronkite was the calm voice of triumphant and turbulent events for decades.



(July 17, New York, New York) The voice who addressed the nation each evening during the CBS Nightly News for almost 20 years died here earlier tonight after a battle with a degenerative cerebral vascular degenerative disease. Walter Cronkite was 92.

Once named during the 1970’s as “The Most Trusted Man in America”, Cronkite was a pioneer of what was at the time a new medium, television, which would go on to be the public’s primary source of news in the decades that followed. Every major historic event of the latter segment of the 20th century was chronicled for all of us by Walter Cronkite.

The cub reporter turned World War II correspondent landed with the troops at Normandy on D-Day, flew with a B-29 crew on a bombing run over Germany and went on to define television journalism. There is not a television journalist alive today who could even wash the socks of such a truly honorable American icon.

Journalism was his passion and he reported with a sense of fairness, truthfulness and personal integrity the likes of which will never be seen again. His was the calm, reassuring voice we heard when President Kennedy was pronounced dead in Dallas. His reporting from Viet Nam hastened Lyndon Johnson’s exit from the reelection campaign. When men first stepped foot on the Moon, it was Cronkite, with few words and a boyish enthusiasm, whose relieved smile gave us all permission to stop holding our breaths and celebrate the achievement of the century.

No journalist, particularly any tele-journalist has ever or will ever come close to the code of ethics and character that guided Cronkite’s professional life and, according to his closest friends, his personal life as well.

Entire generations of Americans grew up with the soothing yet authoritative voice of Mr. Cronkite reporting the days events as they ate supper. He had no equal. he never will.

Thank you Mr. Cronkite for being a man of great power and influence who never abused or misused it. Thank you for being a reporter, an honest broker, who spoke to world leaders as an equal but also with dignified respect and humility, who wore his lofty position with class; who wore it well. Thank you for your honest objectivity, your discretion and, particularly in your comment upon returning from Viet Nam after the TET Offensive, your unfailing candor.

Compared to the ilk of journalist working today, Walter Cronkite was GOD.

May he rest in peace.

And that’s the way it was.

Godspeed, Mr. Cronkite





Links:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walter_Cronkite


http://www.nydailynews.com/news/2009/07/17/2009-07-17_walter_cronkite_dead_at_92.html

http://voices.washingtonpost.com/44/2009/07/17/obama_statement_on_cronkites_d.html?wprss=44

http://www.latimes.com/news/obituaries/la-me-walter-cronkite18-2009jul18,0,4276121.story

http://www.examiner.com/x-504-Space-News-Examiner~y2009m7d17-Walter-Cronkite-dies-Apollo-40th-anniversary-to-lack-beloved-journalist




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Thursday, June 25, 2009

1970’s PIN UP ICON FARRAH FAWCETT DEAD AT 62

HOW MANY OF US FEEL THAT MUCH OLDER?


















Fawcett in one of the most popular dorm room posters of all times.
One of “Charlie’s Angels” sleeps with the rest of the Angels tonight.

THE ‘FLOMAX’ GENERATION MOURNS


(June 25, Male Adolescence circa 1976) It was sort of embarrassing to sit in the living room and watch this particular program if Mom was there too. Thankfully, most nights at 8 0’clock, the majority of us were working. Still, we knew who she was, what she was and that she represented an idea, a certain hormonally driven perfection that we half saw, half imaged as we nodded off on the Uptown D Train. The A&P might have had our asses for so many hours after school but Farrah, had our undivided attention.

Some sociologists argue that those who came of age during the early to mid 1970’s were the greatest beneficiaries of the upheaval and “sexual revolution” of the 1960’s. It must be true.

We grew up in a world striped of its innocence and looked across a panorama our parents would blush at. Sex was everywhere. The “Pill” had forever profoundly transformed the nature of intimacy. Sex was now available purely for pleasure. With the fear of an unwanted pregnancy removed, casual sex became commonplace.

Sex became commercial in that sexuality was now blatant in advertising and all genres of entertainment. It was appalling to our parents; it all seemed just fine, natural, to us but there was an inherent awkward undercurrent that got in the way. The problem was that we were raised by parents whose sexual experiences were, for the most part, solely for procreation; ‘illicit sex’ was not only taboo - it was a sin - a violation of “God’s Laws”. But, the cat was out of the proverbial bag for good. The days of “Ozzie and Harriet” and all the other buttoned down TV programs were now extinct.

The lines of acceptability on the networks was constantly being pushed and pushed hard. By the time Farrah Fawcett burst onto the national conscience, our collective cultural ethos, mores and tolerance regarding sex had evolved.

The rest, everything subsequent to that seminal shift, is history.

Those of us of a certain age face reminders of the rapidity of times passage daily. Our points of reference ar fixed points on a shoreline we are always sailing away from. death has provided some newer points of reference, it has taken family and friends from us while adding dates of significance to our personal calendars. These markers are deeply private and personal. The death of an adolesent icon such as Farrah Fawcett today, is a shared milestone - an entire generation of men now feel just that much older.



Links:


http://www.google.com/hostednews/ukpress/article/ALeqM5hPNTX9pAE8nfuI1jxIbJVd7tGpOA

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Farrah_Fawcett

http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/2009/06/25/2009-06-25_more_than_just_a_pinup_a_tribute_to_farrah_fawcett.html

http://www.reuters.com/article/peopleNews/idUSTRE55P0RO20090626


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Thursday, June 4, 2009

GODSPEED OFFICER EDWARDS, GODSPEED













(June 4, Brooklyn, NY) Every funeral service for a fallen member of the New York City Police Department is an extremely profound and solemn event. Some are moved by the haunting tones of the bagpipes playing ‘Amazing Grace’. Others tear up when the lone bugler fills the air with the sacred sounds of ‘Taps’.


Thousands of white gloved officers lined the streets of Brooklyn today as Officer Omar Edwards was honored and transported to his final resting place. During this time every Member of Service that stood at attention as the hearse crawled by did not think of themselves as white cops, black, brown, Chinese, Jewish, italian or Irish cops. They thought of themselves as brothers.

Every cop that goes to work, kisses his wife, husband, children or other on the cheek is fully aware that he or she may not return home after their tour. One’s own mortality is a constant companion; not necessarily always in the forefront but, certainly registered on some level. Cops deal with violence and death; cops understand the proximity in which they cohabit space with death.

Officer Omar Edwards did not make it home to his wife and two young children last week. He knew the risks and the complication of the tragic circumstances of his death make the entire saga that much more raw and painful.

The details of those seconds, of those nanoseconds will be recreated by NYPD units who investigate such happenings. their results may not be made public for weeks or months.

In the mean time every NYPD Officer mourns Omar’s death and gets that much closer to their own frailties, weaknesses and fears. They draw closer to their own mortality as the hearse slowly sails down these Brooklyn streets.

The overcast skies were intermittently pierced by bright sunlight. Some would interpret these atmospheric variations as a sign that the Good Lord was awaiting Omar’s arrival. He had probably arrived there last week, shortly after the doctors at Harlem Medical Center pronounced him dead.

We pray for our fallen brother, for a young man who gave his all for his job and for those heavily laden souls who survive him.

Rest easy Officer Edwards, rest easy.



Links:



http://www.nydailynews.com/news/2009/06/04/2009-06-04_slain_police_officer_omar_edwards_remembered_at_funeral_as_team_player.html

http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/06/04/slain-officer-is-mourned-in-brooklyn/?scp=2&sq=omar%20edwards&st=cse

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/03/nyregion/03shoot.html?_r=1&scp=3&sq=omar%20edwards&st=cse


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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

JOHN UPDIKE

MARCH 18, 1932 - JANUARY 27, 2009
THANKS, JOHN. R.I.P.





Prolific, award-winning author; chronicler of early suburbia,
writer with broad, disparate passions.





(Jan.27, Boston, Mass.) Thirty miles north of here, at the age of 76, one of the great writers of the last 50 years, John Updike, died in a hospice earlier this morning. He had battled with lung cancer in his later years and, reportedly, passed on quietly. He will be missed not only by close family and friends but also by generations of readers.

Many who were exposed to Updike’s literary world and fictional portrayals of life in early suburbia and beyond will forever be grateful for what he produced. He allowed some of us, young boys growing up in the inner city, a voyeuristic peek into the lives of Americans living in places and circumstances that helped explain why our parents stayed where they were. His storytelling, characters, settings , and scenarios were written beautifully descriptive, sometimes dryly humorous, but always very human in the ordinariness and commonality of personal struggles.

His four part “Rabbit “ series followed suburbanite Henry Angstrom’s travels through the years. Updike used Angstrom as a tool to explore the intricacies of the psyche, desires, and dreams that often - usually - harshly clash with the mundane reality of daily drudgery, of our everyday life.

Updike’s writing career began in 1955 and brought him wide acclaim at an early age. he managed to produce 60 books as well as critiques, essays and social commentary illuminating a variety of topics that interested him. His work appeared in publications that spanned the scope of his acute observations from The New Yorker to Scientific American.

Some Cynyx came to know Updike’s perspectives and insights in our teens. Others of us discovered him while overseas in the military, others while serving time, finding distraction and education in his books borrowed from prison libraries. We will all mourn his passage and miss one of the most talented authors of our time, a man who helped us learn by expanding our horizons of thought through his gentle, often poetic prose. He not only taught us what could be done with a well crafted sentence, vocabulary, and how to express verbally, but that our observations and questions could be used as an outlet as well as an inward conduit to people and places far removed from our lives but very familiar in our frailties.

Rest in peace Mr. Updike and thank you.

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