June 3, 2011, - 7:34 pm
As you know, Jack Kevorkian a/k/a “Dr. Death” died today in the comfort of a hospital, after fighting to stay alive amidst liver cancer and other maladies of old age. Yup, old age . . . something not all of his victims got to experience because he murdered them. I passed by the hospital where he died, this morning, and I noted how the place, Beaumont Hospital, is much nicer than the cramped, dark spaces where many of Kevorkian’s victims drew their last breaths before premature death. It’s funny how the same crowd of situational ethics liberals, who are always decrying “back alley abortions,” have no prob with back alley–and back-of-rotting-VW-van–murders. I don’t need to say much more on Kevorkian, who was not a licensed physician (his license was yanked long ago). I said it all, last year, when HBO glorified him in the Al Pacino vehicle, “You Don’t Know Jack.”
Wawa Happened?: Hey, Jack Kevorkian Didn’t Finish The Job
Kevorkian Art . . .
Not all of Kevorkian’s victims were of sound mind or legitimately at death’s door or in extreme pain and suffering. In fact, some died under suspicious circumstances and health that wasn’t exactly failing. One of them was allegedly pushed into it by her husband, Franklin Curren, who reportedly improperly prescribed drugs to his wife and was arrested for assaulting her just weeks before she played the starring role in Kevorkian’s live human snuff-out. These problems and many others are fleshed out in Michael Betzold’s “Appointment with Doctor Death,” probably the most thorough and detailed account of the real Jack Kevorkian story.
A word of full disclosure: my personal lawyer and good friend, Michael Alan Schwartz, a brilliant former prosecutor, was one of Kevorkian’s lawyers for many years. In fact, as the partner of Geoffrey Fieger, who had little criminal defense experience, Michael was the brains behind the successful Kevorkian legal defense at nearly all of his trials for assisted suicide. Michael knows I opposed the “work” of Jack Kevorkian and that I am pro-life, so we agree to disagree on that. In my view, Kevorkian is a glorified murderer.
And he was also probably the world’s most macabre “artist.” His paintings and other depictions–with a few exceptions–are mostly repulsive. See his most famous painting above, which also seems to liken crosses and Jewish stars with bullets. But he did get it right on the similarities between and joint operations and intersections of the Nazis and Muslims. He was, after all, a proud Armenian and made the painting above on the Nazi-perpetrated Holocaust and the Armenian Holocaust perpetrated by Turkish Muslims. Hey, a broken clock . . . you know, two times per day.
To me, the biggest and most regrettable thing about Kevorkian, other than the lives he took, is the fact that he made stars out of scumbags and the ethically challenged, whether they were his supporters or his opponents.
We all know about trial lawyer Geoffrey Fieger, who, today, held the tackiest press conference ever. Fieger talked about how, in every life, a wave comes which–if ridden correctly–can lead to huge success and stardom in a person’s life. Fieger said his wave was Jack Kevorkian . . . and boy, did he ride that guy. Hey, at least, he’s honest about it.
Then, there is Jack Lessenberry. The sleazy writer covered the Kevorkian legal troubles for the New York Times . . . at the same time that he was ghostwriting articles for Kevorkian’s attorney Fieger. Incredibly, Lessenberry teaches college courses in journalistic ethics, for which the course title can only be, “Do As I Say, NOT As I Do.”
And in the opposing corner, there is the sleazy Robert Thompson. Unlike Kevorkian, he’s embarrassed by his Armenian heritage and changed his name from Thomasian long ago. Thompson was the Oakland County Prosecutor, who spent gazillions in taxpayer money repeatedly going after Kevorkian . . . and he lost each time. He was defeated in his re-election bid because he’s incompetent and a horrible lawyer. Now, he heads the Thomas More Law Center, where he loses most of his cases, but isn’t in it to win. He’s in it to raise money to pay his anti-Semitic lawyers, like Emily Zanotti, the nutjob who–while she “worked” for him–spent all day long blogging in praise of Holocaust-denial and death, rape, and torture threats sent to me, my parents, and my Holocaust survivor grandparents. Thompson defended Zanotti’s praise of these Muslim anti-Semitic death, rape, and torture threats. Too bad Dr. Death didn’t work his magic on the both of them.
Then, there is the man who finally put Kevorkian behind bars, David Gorcyca, who ran on the platform that we should stop spending money prosecuting this murderer, Kevorkian. Then, he spent money prosecuting Kevorkian and got a jury to convict Dr. Death. Gorcyca, who didn’t run for re-election, recently cost Michigan taxpayers over $200,000 to defend him for defaming a wrongly-accused teacher on Detroit’s radio airwaves, an ethical no-no which tainted the entire jury pool. The teacher was never convicted, and his family spent everything they had on at least two trials. Gorcyca spent nothing on his defense before the Michigan Attorney Grievance Commission. His former constituents bought him the best defense money can buy.
So, for me–and anyone else paying attention, Jack Kevorkian’s damage spanned beyond the lives he took before it was time. He created a few nominal stars whose infamy lives beyond his death. If only all of them were hooked up to his contraption at the back of the VW van.
They knew Jack. But they “didn’t do Jack.”
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