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Very busy at the moment, but I felt compelled to comment on the Barbaro thing.  Why is it that euthanizing a horse is seen as a humane act of mercy, whereas a human patient's "right to die" is this big, huge divisive issue?   I wish this was a rhetorical question, but clearly it isn't, and it sickens me.  In a country that has seen over 3000 soldiers die in a war that has absolutely no business being fought, and where stem-cell research, which has the potential to save hundreds of millions of lives, is considered by some (including the fucking PRESIDENT) to be immoral - how is it that Barbaro is a tragic loss while Terri Shiavo becomes a martyr? 
It was funny enough when Barbaro beat Chris "you're with me, leather" Berman for Sports Human (sic) of the Year at Deadspin, but this comment made me cackle out loud at work:

"Chris Berman will take the SHOTY oath of office on the Deadspin plane shortly, with a bloodstained Dee Mirich at his side."

Classic.
I agree 100% with your comments.

Not only are our attitudes towards human life all out of whack (which you illustrated without even needing to bring capital punishment into the equation), but so are those toward animals. One famous horse being euthanized is apparently a tragedy, but the hundreds of unwanted pets euthanized in shelters every day (a totally preventable situation) is just an accepted fact of life.
My condolences to you, first of all.

An animal might not be able to speak, but it can certainly convey that it's in a great deal of pain. (And it should be noted that humans in great pain, sometimes, are just as unable to communicate verbally as animals.) And when a person IS able to communicate that they are ready and willing to die with dignity, and they are DENIED that right, that's what really upsets me.
Barbaro made and would have continued to make a lot of people a lot of money. There's the tragedy.
From mgrasso's Deadspin link above:

I loved Barbaro when I bet money on him and he won.
But he broke his leg and lost, and I lost My bet.
Then he was dead to Me, figuratively.
And now, literally.