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But like real question: Why do people ask these type of questions?
Shyea right, nice try NSA, like I would ever tell you about that time on September 27, 2012, 3:03 am, Jefferson Dr in Bowling Green, Ohio, when I was driving drunk and veered around a corner, slamming into someone walking along the road. Or that the pedestrian is killed instantly and I sped away without calling 9-1-1. You think I’d rat myself out like that?
Yes I’m a mass murder and so is my family, the skin cells that I shed every day are entitled to the personhood that we afford people! Never mind that the death and shedding of skin cells in natural, normal and everyone does it, we must protect the skin cells!
Damn, you’re on-par with hitler. Evil cell genociding maniac.
Once had a deep long talk with a guy who gunned down an armed guy breaking into his home. Dude didn’t show any remorse but also didn’t show any pride in it. It was just another thing that happened to him living in a shit neighborhood. He also had to shoot at others breaking in before, but didn’t kill them. I think sometimes people live in a concrete jungle where jungle rules still apply - kill or be killed. Some people deal better with this fact than others but the dude also had major psycho vibes.
I’m not really sure how it works but I was told I gobbled up my brother as an embryo in the womb. He was yummy.
I’ve made an inexcusable mistake that caused someone to die. It’s been 20-ish years, still not over it. Is anyone even allowed to get over something like that and go on with their lives?
People ask because murderers exist, and if they’ve served their sentence, they might be willing to answer and have interesting stories?
Oh yeah!
So I’ll actually answer since I’ve never shared this even though the post is making a joke.
It’s not really murder I’m sure, but it has stuck with me forever. I took care of my grandmother through the end stages of her cancer as some form of “hospice” care. I was the one that gave her morphine when she needed it and essentially within days of starting it she became more and more zombified and then passed away. It happened within roughly a week. It was only after all that did learn about morphine toxicity in the elderly and realized that even though it helped her with the pain I’m pretty sure I “killed” her. :(
‘If I’m gonna die, at least I wanna be high.’
- ❤️×💀×🤖
Seriously tho, the only death that could be better is being high in a puppy pit.
So people with end stage cancer do often deteriorate like that, the morphine is unlikely to have caused her death but it would have definitely made her more comfortable. You did the right thing for your grandma. You didn’t speed up her death, you cared for her through a difficult time. Thank you for being there for them.
If this is playing on your mind get in touch with the hospice/ palliative care team who were involved and talk it through with them. They will be happy to help and won’t mind you calling at all, even if it is a long time since it happened.
For what it’s worth, if i ever find myself elderly with end stage cancer, I would consider it a kindness to be able to go out painlessly and relatively quickly.
100%. At that point your life is over already. Dose me up on morphine and let me sail away into the void peacefully.
Euthanasia isnt really murder.
I mean if someone has a terminal illness and asked you to give them cyanide and you do, that not really murder.
Sure the law views it differently, but it morally not murder.
Yeah, and it was all “above board” as they say so I’m fine as far as the law goes. Doctor prescribed, followed hospice advice, etc…
Still considering it was the morphine that actually did her in, being the one who gave it to her made me feel responsible for her passing in a way.
I think it’s not so nice from the doctor, to not warn you about what’s going to happen. Especially since you were the one carrying it out. I guess as a professional, they should know about the consequences of drugs they prescribe. Unless they’re somewhat incompetent, this may very well have been the intended/welcome/unavoidable outcome. And I think you’d have deserved a heads-up. Idk if that had helped you. But it’s probably hard. Some relatives will not let go. And you can’t refuse palliative care. So maybe the ethical way is to not talk too much after you got to a certain point.
I’m sorry for your pain and guilt. If I was in your grandmas position, though, morphine toxicity is how I’d prefer to go.
I’m so sorry that happened, truly. Honestly, though, you deserved to have better medical guidance during that time and it really isn’t your fault for not knowing. I think that at that point, though, it was way more important for her to be comfortable above all else. She was lucky to have you there.
No Mr Officer.
I have never commited a felony.
Welp, you missed your chance at becoming president. You’re free to go.
Free to go straight to jail for being a woke lib, haha gottem!
Free to go face first in the pavement
“STOP RESISTING!”
bones crunching
Yeah.
I once shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
Sue, is that you?
Damn, I shot a bunch of men on a battlefield once, even use gas grenades in the trenches. I love war crimes.
People keep calling me a “noob” because I keep dying.
But its fine, I just call the people with different uniforms “Aimbot Cheaters”
I once killed a man for a ham sandwich, and I don’t even like ham.
It’s easier and generally more acceptable to ask here than in the grocery store.
In a grocery store, you don’t have to ask, people just tell you.
At Ralph’s you can only use the express line if you haven’t murdered anyone that day.
Because it’s for busy people on their way to their murder plans I suppose
Damn, guess I’ll have to take these shovels through normal checkout, hopefully bodies in my car doesn’t start rotting before I get a chance to bury them.
People like to ask edgy questions to get imaginary points or to feel important by getting hidden information, people are goofy.
Why are people religious? In part because it’s human nature to want to know things that other people don’t know. Fake hidden knowledge is a sweet treat to a truth starved brain
Religion is seriously fucked up, actually.
If you can get people to believe in magic they have never seen because of stories that never happened to explain an afterlife that nobody knows about, you can easily get them to also fork over a considerable amount of their income to avoid a fate that will never happen.
Nevermind that you can also produce some fearless soldiers who will gladly hand over their life for no real reason.
Eesh. Humans are weird.
I recently murdered a bowl of mac and cheese. It was premeditated.
Savage
I’ve murdered my soul working at an office
Damn, I got bad grades once and my mom literally murdered me.
Ouch, still hurts this day.
In many jurisdictions there is a big difference between murdering and killing. Murder it’s almost always a giant no-no. The killing angle would more likely get you some stories. There’s a tumblr (?) thread about women offing their husbands etc for some pretty reasonable reasons - although, honestly, a lot of those were probably murder; now that I think of it.
“You been screwin’ the milkman?” He shouted, “You been screwin’ the milkman?!”
And then he ran into my knife. He ran into my knife ten times.
Yeah, that’s right up there with the classic “face-to-fist” fighting technique. Sadly, the thread in question was a bit more “…he did it to me for years but the first time he did it to our daughter I snapped.” Kinda grim - but real.
