Real Genius
Just watched it again last night with my husband, his brother, and one of my friends. My husband and my friend had never seen it. 20 years old that film is now! Val Kilmer was the cutest. I still love that movie as much now as I did back then. So funny!
Jason's out working on the back yard, and I'm thinking I need to go get in my own workout. Feeling like a slug! We're going to my dad's today and staying for Easter dinner tomorrow, so the weekend will pass fast -- but should be nice and fairly relaxing.
I've been watching the Terri Schiavo feeding tube ordeal unfold over the past week and it seems her parents have exhausted their last legal avenue. When I first heard about this story a few years ago, I thought -- based on how I would feel, believing I wouldn't want to live that way -- they should probably just let her go. But then knowing that there is a question as to whether that's how she really felt, having put nothing in writing, and given that her husband has moved on with someone else and started his own family (and that her parents are willing to assume responsibility for taking care of her), I wonder why the husband is so intent on her dying. His motives and actions from the beginning have been suspect. It's all very sad, and it all could have been avoided. Once I heard someone say this person has been given less consideration than a death row inmate, I couldn't get it out of my mind. I printed out some advance healthcare directives to go over with my husband and I previously approached an attorney about writing up wills or trusts for us because I don't want people besides us deciding what is best for us or what will happen to us (and I don't want either one of us to have to battle the other's family over such things). Honestly, part of turning 18 should include filling out forms that address these issues and putting them on some kind of private record. Think of all the heartache and expense that could be prevented. Adding insult to injury for her parents is the fact that apparently the husband, after all of this, is planning to have her body cremated and buried in his family plot in another state -- knowing that her family's religious beliefs and practices do not include cremation and making it that much harder for them to visit her grave. That, to me, is just unconscionable. I can't imagine doing something like that to my husband's family. That jerk won't give an inch. They must feel so helpless and just broken. I feel helpless for them.
That case should be a wakeup call for everyone. Don't assume your next of kin will know what you would want or even that they would actually carry out your wishes if they do know what they are. People are emotional, and sometimes they do reprehensible things or perhaps even just make honest mistakes because they think they are doing what is right -- for them. Often in those situations, people are going to do what makes them comfortable or what is most beneficial for them -- unless there is something in writing that takes that choice away from them. Don't leave it up to chance!
Jason's out working on the back yard, and I'm thinking I need to go get in my own workout. Feeling like a slug! We're going to my dad's today and staying for Easter dinner tomorrow, so the weekend will pass fast -- but should be nice and fairly relaxing.
I've been watching the Terri Schiavo feeding tube ordeal unfold over the past week and it seems her parents have exhausted their last legal avenue. When I first heard about this story a few years ago, I thought -- based on how I would feel, believing I wouldn't want to live that way -- they should probably just let her go. But then knowing that there is a question as to whether that's how she really felt, having put nothing in writing, and given that her husband has moved on with someone else and started his own family (and that her parents are willing to assume responsibility for taking care of her), I wonder why the husband is so intent on her dying. His motives and actions from the beginning have been suspect. It's all very sad, and it all could have been avoided. Once I heard someone say this person has been given less consideration than a death row inmate, I couldn't get it out of my mind. I printed out some advance healthcare directives to go over with my husband and I previously approached an attorney about writing up wills or trusts for us because I don't want people besides us deciding what is best for us or what will happen to us (and I don't want either one of us to have to battle the other's family over such things). Honestly, part of turning 18 should include filling out forms that address these issues and putting them on some kind of private record. Think of all the heartache and expense that could be prevented. Adding insult to injury for her parents is the fact that apparently the husband, after all of this, is planning to have her body cremated and buried in his family plot in another state -- knowing that her family's religious beliefs and practices do not include cremation and making it that much harder for them to visit her grave. That, to me, is just unconscionable. I can't imagine doing something like that to my husband's family. That jerk won't give an inch. They must feel so helpless and just broken. I feel helpless for them.
That case should be a wakeup call for everyone. Don't assume your next of kin will know what you would want or even that they would actually carry out your wishes if they do know what they are. People are emotional, and sometimes they do reprehensible things or perhaps even just make honest mistakes because they think they are doing what is right -- for them. Often in those situations, people are going to do what makes them comfortable or what is most beneficial for them -- unless there is something in writing that takes that choice away from them. Don't leave it up to chance!
posted by PlatinumGirl at 11:41 AM
1 Comments:
Real Genius is one of the greatest movies ever. Val Kilmer's best work.
Was it the dream where your standing on a hilltop in sort of sun god robes while a thousand naked women are screaming and throwing little pickles at you? Why am I the only one that has that dream?
Post a Comment
<< Home