Originally Posted by
Jozanny
Sound,
This will not make much sense, perhaps, but I do not believe in making peace, or coming to acceptance. I have had some huge struggles, some of which I alluded to, which in the end, seem a bit cheesy, and make me look a bit comic, even in my own eyes--but for the chronically disabled to attempt suicide, and I say attempt because the disabled most often fail, if their ability is impaired to that extent, means the bigots win, means the oppression won, and I'll be damned if I give society that satisfaction--but that said, I cannot sustain what Vassar Miller was willing to endure in her 70's either, or some of my friends, for that matter. It is not optimal, which is not to say we're not all going to die, or at least, most of us through say 2030--although biologists today do not think human life is sustainable beyond a benchmark 120 or so--just that I am not dying with stomach tubes inserted to feed me, and catheters, and IV bags.
As to Wallace, I don't buy the medical model explanations, despite the fact that I can read his ability to make acute pain seem to be an almost unspoken character within his work. He was a very privileged, gifted man, and apparently selfish to the point of committing a monstrous evil. Who the hell is he, with everything the rest of us endure, to have done this, despite his insights and awareness of human nature, to have hung himself, so terribly wounding his family, probably affecting his students, if the impact my instructors had on me is any indication?
Suicide for a just cause is one thing, but suicide because your joy juice isn't working is something else, at least in his case. Like yourself, I have been around clinically hopeless conditions, and those I will not judge, but some people would do well with a good thrashing, as far as I am concerned.