While the visible victims may draw the headlines and attract indignant protests from so-called "pro-life" organizations, the invisible victims are people like you and me who will suffer from diseases that are never cured because funds are being poured down a healthcare sieve in order to maintain permanently-unconscious bodies on complex and costly forms of life support.

Life is nasty, brutish, and short. Death is easy.

A free society, to be truly worthy of that name, owes healthy, competent individuals the right to end their lives on their own terms.

A century ago, people laughed at the notion that we were descended from monkeys. Today, the individuals most offended by that claim are the monkeys.

Much as constitutional guarantees of press freedom do little good for prospective publishers if they do not have access to paper or ink, the right to aid in dying is strikingly useless if nobody is willing to help.

Nothing spices up one's sex life like having a partner.

Never make enemies of anyone younger or healthier than you are. They write your history.