Wow, there's some amazing answers here!
DEATH PENALTY.
I'm against it. Not that I don't think there are people out there for whom even the death penalty is too good. I'm against it for another reason. There are, ask any attorney or police officer, innocent people in jail and on death row.
When we've killed someone and they are dead and gone we can never replace that life. To me, it's not worth risking the life of even one innocent person to punish the evil ones who really deserve it.
Granted its different when someone is caught in the act. Perhaps all we need is to change the qualifications but all too often we hear of prime prosecution witnesses recanting their stories or DNA 100% clearing a, once found guilty beyond reasonable doubt, innocent person.
IMO, the taking of one innocent life isn't worth the satisfaction of killing a dozen guilty ones.
EUTHANASIA
100% for it. There's a time in a loving pet owners life when you no longer have to ask the question "is my friend suffering". We've all been there, and will go there again
. Yes, I won't hesitate, as heart wrenching as it is, to relieve a pet at the end of it's life from suffering.
P.A.S
I'm in full support - with eyes open to the pitfalls.
As Susanne already explained, we have legal physician assisted suicide here in Oregon.
The safeguards in place are so stringent that it's not a way to off granny and get to the will
The patient has to go through a series of psychological tests and multiple doctors unknown to the case so they can review the medical records and confirm a terminal illness beyond medical help.
A number of years ago my father developed pancreatic cancer. One of the most deadly cancers out there. Pretty much a 3 month death sentence from diagnosis. He had some of the finest doctors on the West coast on his medical team. They didn't pull any punches and explained to him what to expect (which he asked them to do) It wasn't going to be an easy death. Basically a month before he'd die he would no longer be able to ingest solids. Then as the cancer spread he would find taking liquids harder and harder. He would be constantly vomiting, get weaker and weaker as his own body started feeding on itself to stay alive while all the time being in such constant pain that the morphine dose would be so high that he'd virtually be in a coma.
He went to his doctor to request PAS.
The doctor who had taken care of his as a family doctor for the past 20 years was a strong Christian and told my Dad that as much as he never wanted to see him suffer - he couldn't be the one to prescribe the lethal medication. Dad respected that and was referred to another doctor. After well over a month of physician reviews and psychological examinations he was finally given the prescription.
Sure enough just as the doctors had told him his illness progressed as they had described. The pain was unbearable and this once handsome man who weighed 160lbs was down to a 98lb skeleton. The time had come. He started to give us all his goodbyes. I told him that my son was a child of strong christian faith and to please not tell him what he was about to do - which was agreed.
We took the lethal medicine down from where it was safely stored.
He didn't take it that night...nor the next day...no the next month...nor the next year...don't ask me what happened because it blew his doctors away so much that my dad became a topic of research. He lived another 2 years free of cancer. He got to see a brand new grandbaby be born. Got his weight back up to 130, planted a garden, has two Christmases ( he was born on Dec. 25th)
His cancer did come back, with a vengeance the second time around. This time he came into it with his lethal prescription all ready in his reach. He suffered, he suffered in a way I'd never allow an animal to suffer but he found a strength to endure because he knew that the moment he could no longer endure it - he had the blessings of his family and a way to ease his torment.
Like many, many others who have been prescribed the PAS medication, he chose not to use it. The comfort it brought him was beyond words. His knowing that when his burden became too great to bear there was something there to help him through it. He suffered, terribly, but he died in his bed, with his wife and children by his side without ever taking his lethal dose.
I support PAS because of the comfort it gives those facing the end whether they choose to use it or not.