CHOICE IS NOT A VIRTUE

By MIKE SCHNEIDER, Associated Press Writer

PINELLAS PARK, Fla. - Described by her father as weak and emaciated, Terri Schiavo clung to life Monday, as police guarded her hospice room and demonstrators prayed outside for last-minute government intervention in the case.

Supporters of prolonging the severely brain-damaged woman's life also carried their protests to the White House, while her father repeated his plea that she be kept alive by having a feeding tube reinserted.

"She's still communicating, she's still responding. She's emaciated, but she's responsive," Bob Schindler told reporters after a morning visit with his daughter, saying that she showed facial expressions when he hugged and kissed her.

George Felos, the attorney for husband and guardian Michael Schiavo, told reporters later that he had visited Schiavo for more than an hour Monday and said she looked "very peaceful. She looked calm."

"I saw no evidence of any bodily discomfort whatsoever," Felos said, although he added her breathing seemed "a little on the rapid side" and her eyes were sunken.
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So Felos has finally admitted that Terri is not exactly a vision of beauty and that she's having difficulty breathing.

I wonder what Felos will see after she dies, when he looks upon Terri's lifeless body. How will he describe her then? What words will he have for the press?

Calm? Peaceful? Beautiful?

The man is positively frightening, finding beauty at the sight of a woman being killed.

He considers himself a champion of freedom--the right to choose.

Choice. For decades, the left has worshipped choice. It is their god.

For Felos, and so many of the "right to kill" contingent, the morality of personal convenience is their guiding force. They live by the tenets of a twisted narcissism, which actually amounts to living in accordance with no moral sense at all.

Analyzing their mentality, Brian Pollard, M.D., rightly points out the moral immaturity of the pro-death advocates. He says, "To promote choice for its own sake is more akin to self-indulgence than self-determination. It is the philosophy of a pre-schooler in a candy shop."

Felos cloaks his murderous mission with soft garb. Calm. Peaceful. Beautiful.

In reality, he has fought to deprive an innocent woman of food and water and he has won. The ghoulishness Felos adheres to has been a cornerstone of the most heinous crimes in history, when life was not cherished but considered disposable.

There is nothing beautiful about what Felos has accomplished. Nothing.