I have many fears about Canada’s euthanasia regime. I am afraid that the activists at Dying with Dignity will succeed in explicitly expanding eligibility to children, the disabled, and those suffering from mental illness. I am afraid that families will one day be powerless to stop their mentally suffering loved ones from obtaining a lethal injection, and that the force of the state will stop them from intervening. I am afraid that Canada’s radical leftist judiciary will strike down attempts to limit our euthanasia regime.
But what I am most often afraid of is that we will become numb to the steady conveyer belt of horror stories that arrive almost weekly now – that the sheer volume of these stories will eventually cease to shock us, and that we will accept them as the norm not because we morally approve but because, like our tacit acceptance of abortion until birth, we simply become used to this new status quo.
