
Β β°οΈβ³πIn the grand old tradition of talking everything to death except the things that matter, the House of Lords is once again proving that lethargy is a political strategy. This time? Theyβre dragging their ceremonial heels on the Right to Die Billβa proposal that could grant dignity and autonomy to those suffering, but instead finds itself buried under ermine robes and naptime schedules.
πΒ The House of Snores Blocks the Right to Go
It would almost be funny if it werenβt so cruel: a cluster of life-peaked Lordsβsome half-asleep, some literally wheeled inβare deciding the fate of people who want the right to choose a peaceful, dignified end. The ironyβs so thick you could spread it on toast.
These are the same unelected aristocrats who show up just often enough to claim their Β£332 per day, then vanish like ethics at a lobbying dinner. Now, theyβve taken it upon themselves to delay a law that doesnβt even affect themβunless weβre counting moral superiority as a terminal condition.
Maybe if the bill was about subsidised port or commemorative plaques, itβd fly through. But anything involving real people, real pain, and real compassion? Nope. Thatβs when the fog descends and βmore debate is needed.β
Translation: theyβre hoping it quietly dies before the people itβs meant to help do.
π₯Β ChallengesΒ π₯
Why do unelected Lords get to deny suffering people the basic right to choose? How did we get a system where the barely active decide the fate of the terminally ill?
π¬ Drop your fury, dark humour, and real-life stories in the blog comments. This isnβt just a policyβitβs a fight for human dignity. π£οΈπ
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