There's an old axiom journalistic recommends no advertising to suicide because, from the psychological point of view , they always call the suicide . Or what is the same: anyone who is thinking about suicide will be more inclined to do if you find around models, stories and patterns that will encourage this. So rarely, unless the suicide is well known, you will find these stories in the media. writer Juan Jose Millas known maxim of journalism but, it seems, does not care. Let me explain. Millás, member of the Association right to die with dignity (DMD) , has "given" in the Sunday supplement the newspaper El Pais , EPS , a story, never better known in the section "Harsh Times . " This is the story of Carlos Santos Velicia a 66 year old man who was diagnosed with incurable tumor , has had two heart attacks and , tired, has decided to end its life. This is at a Madrid hotel and, aided by volunteers DMD, has ingested a lethal cocktail , called in the jargon suicidal " of self-liberation" to leave this world. granted a day before this interview the Valencian journalist because his testimony want to fan the debate over euthanasia in Spain .
Without going into deep moral and medical considerations, to read carefully the sad story of Santos, told with skill by the accurate pen Millás , you become aware that, at bottom, what happens to this guy is having a hell depression: is alone, sick, sad and, above all, depressed. So you want suicide. Pick
quote some passages of the report that can serve as an example: " I spent three or four really bad because I felt useless . I stopped working because travel agents would not hire me (it was a tour guide). But was feeling like shit. I've spent ten or twelve years without being with an aunt because he had panicked. The doctors told me: "You're not the lion that was before ...". What are you doing? Then I go to the U.S., I buy a gun and shoot you me or throw me a bridge ... I have also gone to Málaga buildings that I know, to look from the eighth floor and say: well, if I throw here kill me ... I reread the letter written to the local police in Madrid, where his death prompted to notify the owner of the boarding house where he lives, in Malaga, so that "as I have no family or heirs , dispose of my belongings, clothes, etc., Whatever." Following the signature, adds a kind of postscript begging to withdraw their road car "before they break or rend." in Spain was never happy , my father beat me fiercely, like the bastards of the Jesuits , did you put your fingers well, end, and gave you the rule. All that, very unhappy childhood. Q hat do not smoke, do not drink and not as I find no pleasure in anything .
Any physician who listened to this in his refers to diagnose this man, without a second thought, a depression : potentially curable disease with medication, psychotherapy and a good control of the other symptoms you have. Far from it Millás makes a kind of hero , cold and rational, the struggle for freedom, autonomy, free choice and dignified death. A healthy and progressive society that promotes the mental health of its citizens. Not that the first change, a problem or difficulty, settled to the same or helps to be paid. Under the defense of a dignified death , understood terminalidad situations and end of life, also hide such sad cases like this are what we have always known as a suicide .
Juan Jose Millas knows that suicide should not talk in the press. No matter how good the story or know very well that count. He himself recognizes at the end of the story: " The press, as is usual in such cases, the event realized. The death of Carlos Santos Velicia , if not because he wanted to stay witness it, have only served to fatten the drawer disaster of statistics suicide. " Millás Yet there is broad the typographic and visual display. Hopefully this Sunday will not have read many patients with depression and suicidal tendencies in our country. Because thanks to this report is not free from prejudices and promuerte subtle doctrine, the statistics get fat, with or without law. No doubt.
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