In the medical industry there is a unit called the ICU, the Intensive Care Unit. This is where the ventilators live. A common side remark made by staff, depending on the day, the type of patients there, is that they are vegetable gardeners. Crude, but oftentimes accurate.
90 year old grandmas whose time has come, who have died, but the families are not ready to let go. So, grandma now lays in ICU, with broken ribs from the CPR that brought her back, unconscious, muscles atrophying and body deconditioning to anything but a bed. Brain dead people who are “fighters” who are “gonna pull through”. And so on. Passive bodies, carefully tended and watered in perpetuity, until the ethics committee gets involved or the family runs out of money after insurance runs out. We have this technology.
The question here is, even if Donald Trump dies, will he be allowed to officially die? Or will he become an orange flower in an ICU vegetable garden, tended and watered in perpetuity?
It occurs to me that none of his brain-dead followers will believe that it’s him unless they keep spray tanning a face onto the aforementioned vegetable.
They’d sooner believe it’s an AI fake and the “real” one has been abducted by Antifa, Greenland, Canada, or all of the above.
In the medical industry there is a unit called the ICU, the Intensive Care Unit. This is where the ventilators live. A common side remark made by staff, depending on the day, the type of patients there, is that they are vegetable gardeners. Crude, but oftentimes accurate.
90 year old grandmas whose time has come, who have died, but the families are not ready to let go. So, grandma now lays in ICU, with broken ribs from the CPR that brought her back, unconscious, muscles atrophying and body deconditioning to anything but a bed. Brain dead people who are “fighters” who are “gonna pull through”. And so on. Passive bodies, carefully tended and watered in perpetuity, until the ethics committee gets involved or the family runs out of money after insurance runs out. We have this technology.
The question here is, even if Donald Trump dies, will he be allowed to officially die? Or will he become an orange flower in an ICU vegetable garden, tended and watered in perpetuity?
It occurs to me that none of his brain-dead followers will believe that it’s him unless they keep spray tanning a face onto the aforementioned vegetable.
They’d sooner believe it’s an AI fake and the “real” one has been abducted by Antifa, Greenland, Canada, or all of the above.