Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Thursday, 28 October 2021

The medical-pharmaceutical industry

is not so much extending some human lives
as stressfully attenuating many human deaths.

And death is what saves us
from the horror of eternal life.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

"On April 17, 1955, Albert Einstein’s abdominal aortic aneurysm burst, creating internal bleeding and severe pain. He went to Princeton Hospital but refused further medical attention. He demanded, “I want to go when I want. It is tasteless to prolong life artificially; I have done my share, it is time to go. I will do it elegantly.” In the early morning hours of April 18, the on-duty nurse heard him say a few words in German, which she could not understand, and then Einstein died."

M.

Wofl said...

A sensible and sensitive man as well as a genius : rare combination.