by Bodwyn Wook
THE Following ‘link’ avails access to a recent sentence handed down in England, of three years in gaol, to a man who assisted his wife her in suicide. The judge had the ungrateful task of reaching a nuanced and fine balance, as between colliding private & public duties:
ARCHETYPAL Psychologist James Hillman in his first important book, Suicide and the Soul (1964), points out that both religious and legal opinion are lay in the face of the psychic fact of suicide.
BOTH Are necessarily flawed by extraversion; and, to begin, the religious argument is that one must await outwardly an act of God in order to die properly; the foe is, precisely, self-will (which, in competiton with theology, would deal forever and ever, and for preference always, with irrealities).
IN Law, an affair between physically distinct & hence constitutionally individual bodies, suicide is a crime inasmuch a dis-animated body is produced outside of (sic) natural causes, just war or judicial murder; here, between our feet, there be corpus delicti, for which a legal explanation must be established.
BOTH The religious and the legal cases are collective; they speak not to the dead, eg, but to the (gaping!) Daily Mail-readers.
AS To the religious argument, clearly it is not anywhere as illustrative of the actual potential intentions of God & Goddess, as it is most certainly of our present state of extraverted cultural confusion:
IN Other words, a brick falling from off of unbelieving Mr Anticant’s ill-mended parapet and doing Ms Lave one fatally in the head is an act of God, one cannot doubt it; and, ’tis one for which, indeed, the aggrieved heirs, who discover all of a sudden how much they ‘really’ loved Ms L, are entitled in the laws of northern men to seek damages — if not off of Goddess & her ilk, then most certainly off of the hapless & atheistical Mr A!
WESTERN & Other-directed, epimethean and hence miserable-always, theology can have no use for the idea that God may very well one day whisper seductively in Mr Wook’s ear: ‘Alright, my boy, this IS it — you’ve mucked it up just once too often and screwed the pooch eftsoons & now ’tis time for you, my lad — to do the Jap! Whereas, aegyptian-like, the psychiatrists, of course, will blame it all on Mummy…!’
AFTER All, if the inner voice be not ruled out (and called ‘not natural’) by the prostatic old drip-doctors of a paedophiliac ecclaesium, it (!) is perfectly capable of coming along, later, and saying jolly & insinuant, slick persuasive, stuff — such as:
‘ALRIGHT, Lads — time for a NEW revelation! Mecca is THAT way — now, snap it up!’
IN Other words, from the social viewpoint of a herd of mammals miserably trapped in separate bodies that be forever trying to overcome spasmodically their agonising distinctness; and, that by non-stop fornications, rapes & hands-to-throat murders — anything to relieve the un-Godly loneliness! — the fact of suicide betokens; and that, precisely:
A Desertion has taken place.
THIS Is a real & legitimate concern of our common human being. It may be that one sides with the gentleman cited, whom for love indeed did help off his wife; as well, however, one knows full well that other weaker heads among the footer-headed readership will grasp at leniency to advance dubieties.
HENCE, The magistrate did as best he could, to serve the tangled right of the matter in all its faces:
IN Trimming the sentence as much he did; and, yet, letting be honoured as well the defendant’s own need to make amends, for three years.
THIS Three years will pass swiftly enough, I daresay; it is not a matter after all of where they be spent — but, rather, of how. The sort of love we have seen attested in this case, when lost, is not any less anguished in ‘freedom’; and, grief is not made the sharper by any cell, if we but pause and think carefully on what should be our own responses to such a pass, in each our own lives.
THE Psyche is both personal and collective — the voice can command as well from within as without. And, as the mahometan Sufis say, when the regenerate man has really listened to Allah (sic) & obeyed, then he can turn refreshed in love to his other duties, to the leering mob of vacant-faced apres-modernes, with a calm heart:
THE Meaning of the televisonised lives of all of these judgemental & theocratic, gaping, onlookers is, as well, in the care & keeping of such a loving offender as that man who helped his wife out of this and into foreverness.
s/Wook ‘abd an-Nafs
[Emmett R Smith all rights reserved 27 May 2007]