"I don't want someone else deciding for me whether I'm ready to die or not. I'm not a child anymore – I know what I want."
"After a minute and a half, you feel disoriented. In five minutes, you're gone."
I asked its author what the hell is going on over there.
Given 35 life terms, plus an extra 1,035 years, Martin Bryant will die in prison one way or another. But if he had his way, it would be sooner rather than later.
Terms like "aid in dying" paint a better picture of end-of-life decisions, and could give people with terminal illnesses a way to work around laws.
The sticking point, of course, is what constitutes a justifiable reason to kill yourself—or have a doctor do so for you.
How does euthanasia advocate Philip Nitschke sell his suicide equipment? According to him, it's for home brewing.
On Saturday Brittany Maynard, the 29-year-old right-to-die advocate, ended her life as promised, after battling a terminal brain tumor.
That means figuring out what we want out of the end of our lives and acknowledging that the medical establishment does a pretty lousy job at preparing people to die.