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Apr 06, 2005 12:06

LIVING WILL

I , Giovanna Roselia "Gina" Ortiz, being of sound mind and body, do not wish to be kept alive indefinitely by artificial means.

Under no circumstances should my fate be put in the hands of peckerwood politicians who couldn't pass ninth-grade biology if their lives depended on it. This goes especially for Tom DeLay, who cuts off life support for his vegetative-state father but characterizes other people's private and well-reasoned decisions to do the same as murderous and evil.

If a medically reasonable amount of time passes and I fail to sit up and ask for a clove, it should be presumed that I won't ever get better. When such a determination is reached, I hereby instruct my husband, children and attending physicians to pull the plug, reel in the tubes and call it a day.

Under no circumstances shall the members of the Legislature enact a special law to keep me on life-support machinery. It is my wish that these boneheads mind their own damn business, and pay attention instead to the health, education, civil rights, and future of the millions of Americans who aren't in a permanent coma.

Under no circumstances shall any politicians butt into this case. I don't care how many fundamentalist votes they're trying to scrounge for their run for the presidency in 2008; it is my wish that they play politics with someone else's life and leave me alone to die in peace.

I couldn't care less if a hundred religious zealots send e-mails to legislators in which they pretend to care about me. I don't know these people, and I certainly haven't authorized them to preach and crusade on my behalf. They should mind their own business, too.

If any of my family goes against my wishes and turns my case into a political cause, I hereby promise to come back from the grave and make his or her existence a living hell.

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NOTE: This isn't really legally binding, but it does briefly state my sentiment on people's right to not be kept alive after your gray matter goes tapioca. It's a joke on the state of bullshit, neo-conservative, psycho right-wing politics in this nation, and my wishes for not ever wanting to end up like Terri Schiavo.
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