New York Times
December 20, 2006
A Poet Crusades for the Right to Die His Way
ROME, Dec. 19 — Many
patients on respirators are not conscious and so cannot say whether
they want to live or die. But Piergiorgio Welby is still full of words,
hard and touching ones, that may be changing the way Italy thinks about euthanasia and other choices for the sick to end their own lives.
“I love life, Mr. President,” Mr. Welby, 60, who has battled
muscular dystrophy for 40 years, wrote to Italy’s president, Giorgio
Napolitano, in September. “Life is the woman who loves you, the wind
through your hair, the sun on your face, an evening stroll with a
friend.
“Life is also a woman who leaves you, a rainy day, a friend who deceives you. I am neither melancholic nor manic-depressive. I find the idea of dying horrible. But what is left to me is no longer a life.”
Now Mr. Welby’s long drama appears to be nearing its final act. Last
weekend, an Italian court denied legal permission for a doctor to
sedate him and remove him from his respirator. Fully lucid but losing
his capacity to speak and eat, he is deciding whether to appeal or to
perform an act of civil disobedience that will kill him.
He is doing so in a very public way. Until a recent steep decline in
his condition, he used a little stick to rapidly peck out blog entries
with one hand. His book, “Let Me Die,” was just released. Near daily
front-page stories chronicle the political, ethical and, with the
Catholic Church a vital force here, religious issues his case presents.
“Dear Welby: Wait Before Taking Yourself Off” the respirator, read a
front-page headline on Tuesday in La Repubblica, written by a top
Italian surgeon, Dr. Ignazio Marino, who is also a senator for the Democrats of the Left. He had visited Mr. Welby the day before.
What has given the case a particular political twist is that Mr.
Welby, attached to a respirator for nine years, has long been a
spokesman for euthanasia and is a central part of the Radical Party’s
effort to have it legalized. In fact, members of the Radical Party have
offered to personally remove his respirator if asked — and may do so
any day now in a frontal challenge to Italian law.
But the Catholic Church and many of this traditionally minded
nation’s politicians on the left and the right not only oppose
euthanasia generally but are also not entirely sure what to do about
Mr. Welby’s case. He says he is not seeking to commit suicide but to remove himself from medical treatment he does not want.
“It is an unbearable torture,” he wrote two weeks ago.
To decline forced medical treatment is allowed under Italian law,
experts say, but Italy has another law that makes it a crime to assist
in a death, even with consent. So a doctor could not detach the
respirator without risking prosecution.
The church, too, has conflicting teachings about what to do in this case, and what the Vatican
thinks has a deep impact not only on the nation’s political class but
also on doctors tied to the scores of Catholic-run hospitals around
Italy.
The defense of life is central to the social doctrine of the church, and so it opposes abortion and capital punishment. Only last week Pope Benedict XVI
reaffirmed his opposition to euthanasia, saying governments should find
ways to let the terminally ill “face death with dignity.”
The church also opposes medical treatments to artificially prolong
life, but several church officials have worried recently that ending
artificial life support could result in de facto euthanasia.
“The problem is to know if we find ourselves truly in front of a
case of an artificial prolonging of life,” Cardinal Javier Lozano
Barragán, the Vatican’s top official for health, said in a recent
interview with La Repubblica.
Seeing the church as one major obstacle to dying as he wants to, Mr.
Welby, a poet and prolific writer, has had little patience with the
Vatican’s argument for a “natural end” to life.
“What is natural about a hole in the belly and a pump that fills it
with fats and proteins?” he wrote in his letter to the president. The
letter was delivered with a video of Mr. Welby in his bed at his home
in Rome attached in silence to the respirator, with a laptop at his
bedside reading his words in a spooky synthesized voice.
“What is natural about a hole in the windpipe and a pump that blows
air into the lungs?” he wrote. “What is natural about a body kept
biologically functional with the help of artificial respirators,
artificial feed, artificial hydration, artificial intestinal emptying,
of death artificially postponed?”
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Saturday, December 16, 2006
Unpublished Litany
Thomas Merton
It yawns at me the cavernous gulf.
Find, find the nuns and make them pray.
De ore Leonis, libera nos Domine; and
again, De manu canis unicam meam.
Hand of the dog reaching out
from under fur, lousy false dog.
What is to be done?
Miserere.
All the goats, all the dogs, all the
blank cattle, all the brute cattle, all
the horned cattle, all the snarl,
all the fake,
all the bellow,
all the monster,
one horn, one man's foot,
one beast's claw, one hen's eye,
one yak's tooth,
one of everything mister,
one of everything.
These are my opinions of today's cosmos.
St. Giles, defend
us.
