Talk about "a duty to die" made me think back to my early childhood during the Great Depression. One day, I was told that an older relative was going to stay with us for a while, and I was told how to be polite and considerate towards her. Aunt Nance Ann moved around from relative to relative, not spending enough time in any one home to be a real burden. At that time, we didn't have things like electricity or central heating or hot running water. But we had a roof over our heads and food on the table — and Aunt Nance Ann was welcome to both.
Poor as we were, I never heard anybody say, or even intimate, that Aunt Nance Ann had "a duty to die." I only began to hear that kind of talk decades later, from highly educated people in an affluent age. It is today, in an age when homes have flat-panelled TVs, and most families eat in restaurants regularly or have pizzas and other meals delivered to their homes, that the elites— rather than the masses— have begun talking about "a duty to die." Thomas Sowell
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