You know, if I had a diagnoses of Altzheimer’s or ALS, or some form of inoperable cancer — something that was gonna punch my ticket in another few months or couple of years, in my hands...
I could think of worse ways to go out than punching the ticket on a few low-lifes and then having Uncle Sugar paying for my end of life medical treatment. The youts are cackling about ‘outliving the dinosaurs’ (little do they know that they will become dinosaurs themselves in another 20-40 years, if that long)... might be good for some of them to offer up a reminder that life can be pretty dammed unpredictably short at times.
Unfortunately, by the time you realize these diseases, you are really able to do this stuff on your own.
I have considered that idea dozens of times when I see our country under attack by foreign actors and the scum here at home.
I feel ya here. Thought of that myself over the years.
In other words, when you have nothing to lose but a few agonizing months?
Fast rewind to the Declaration signing,"..We thus pledge our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor" our last few months of terminal illness..."