Kaffis Mark V wrote:
Well, in the case of brain death, vegetative states, etc. option C is creating a living will and discussing your wishes with those who hold your medical power of attorney.
On the lighter side of this discussion:
George Carlin wrote:
Organ donor programs...does that **** bother you a little bit? Sound like Josef Mengele has been sitting in on some of those meetings or something. The thing that bothers me the most about it is, they're run by the motor vehicle bureau. I figure, hey, ****, if you got to wait in a line that long for a kidney, **** it. Do without. It's the motor vehicle bureau in most states who sends you the little card your supposed to carry right next to your driver's license, in your wallet. A little card, your supposed to fill it out, and on it your supposed to list the organs your willing to give in case you die...are these people out of their **** minds or something? Do you honestly believe that if a paramedic finds that card on you in an automobile accident, he going to try to save your life? Bullshit! He's looking for parts, man. Absolutely. "Look Dan, here's that lower intestine we've looking for. Nevermind the oxygen, this man's a donor." Bullshit, they can have my rectum and my anus. That's all I'm giving, take them and get out of here. Put them in your bag and get the **** out of my life. That's all I'm giving. I don't want some guy poking around in me hoping I die, I want to live! I don't want to die! That's the whole secret of life: not dying! I figured that **** out alone in third grade.
And don't be pulling any plugs on me either. Here's another bunch of macho, ******* bullshit floating around this country. People talking about, "Aw pull the plug on me if I'm ever like that. If I'm comatose... If I'm like a vegetable. Pull the plug on me." **** you! Leave my plug alone! Get an extension cord for my plug! I want everything you got! Tubes, cords, plugs, probes, electrodes, IVs, you got something (click), stick it in me, man. You find out I got a hole I didn't know I had, put a **** plug in it. Vegetable? ****, I don't care if I look like an artichoke. Ssaaaaave my ***. There's three things I want if I'm ever in that condition. Three things I gotta have: Ice cream, morphine, and television. You give me that ice cream every two hours. Give me that morphine, about...every ten minutes. And turn on the **** TV! I wanna see Geraldo! And don't be coming to visit me. I got no time for life, people! I'm brain-dead here. Ain't you people got no respect for the brain-dead? Hey, you gotta be brain-dead to watch Geraldo in the first place. You might as well watch it when your clinically brain-dead.