|Comrade Tovya said:
So surviving because a machine keeps you alive counts as viable these days? I think viable is better standard when we look at it as when a baby can survive outside the womb without any kind of medical intervention.
And as for your precedent argument, there are thousands of decisions that the Supreme Court and other courts make for which there are no true precedents. Does that mean the courts should just say, "Aww hell, we give up, there is no precedent for that one." No! That is the job of the courts, to solve tough legal problems.
And even if there are precedents, it doesn't mean they are GOOD precedents. Plessy v. Fergusson which created the separate but equal doctrine was a precedent. You still support that one? Dred Scott v. Sandford says that the law recognizes that black people are property and not actual people. You still support that one?
Okay, I know you didn't think before you stated that, but what the hell, I'll entertain your statement...
When I was 6 years old, I came down with Reye's Syndrome... to say the least, it's a really nasty disease that to this day, doctors still don't know what causes it or how to heal someone who comes down with it. It's pretty much the roll of a dice as to whether you live or die.
Anyway, here I am in 1984, dying in Cooks Children's Hospital. No cure for the disease, and they honestly don't know what the hell to do with me. Unfortunately for me, Reye's quickly progresses and before I know it, I am diagnosed with stage 5 Reye's Syndrome. I slip into a comma, and my head gets the size of a watermelon (because my brain has swelled severly) and my liver has stopped funcitioning.
Long story short, the docs tell my parents that I'm as good as dead... they have me hooked up to all these breathing machines, etc etc, to keep me alive.
By medical definition, I'm only barely hanging onto life because of the machines I am hooked up to, and it's only a matter of time before my brain collapses. Yeah, ugly picture.
1) Therefore, by your definition, since I was only "being kept alive by machines", I wasn't actually a living being? I mean, that is what you said after all.
I can tell you right now, the entire time these machines were keeping me alive, I felt the pain of the pressure on my brain as it tried to expand beyond the limits of my skull... the pains in my midsection because my liver was not functioning properly were quite real. The pain from every organ in my body trying to die didn't go away simply because I was connected to machines to live...
To this very day, my kidneys and liver don't work as well as I would like, but I am quite, uh, "VIABLE" as you would say. Alive and kicking, and certainly a living being.
2) And let's not even dive into "do black people have rights?" If you've even read half of what I've written thus far, I've made it quite clear that I am an equal right activist, even if it requires my fist to ensure those rights. Besides, I'm 1/4 Native American, so you can be damn sure I'm all about civil rights.
3) The constitution does guarantee my rights as a native American, the rights of my African immigrant neighbors, my Mexican neighbors, and just as importantly, the 20 week unborn child that sits in my wife's womb as we speak. That's what the consitution guarantees.. not the right for a woman to have sex, get pregnant and then abandon her responsibility to her child because it's inconvenient for her.