Archive: death

Despite my lukewarm relationship with football, I was very sad to hear about the death of Dumbarton FC captain Gordon Lennon yesterday. He was killed in a car crash while on a family break.

Dumbarton players celebrate Just a few weeks ago, in the first football match I had attended in years, I watched him captain Dumbarton in a dominant victory against Elgin City. Gordon Lennon was probably the player that struck me the most as I watched that match. He was a distinctive presence, tall and skilful.

That match, Dumbarton effectively sealed the Division 3 Championship. In the photograph I featured in my article about the match, you can see Gordon Lennon on the very left of the picture. He appeared to be the figurehead of the celebrations.

As my dad noted, he celebrated with his now five month old child, Kai. All thoughts are with Kai, and his partner Kelly.

The circumstances could hardly be more tragic. In addition to recently becoming a father, Gordon Lennon recently completed his studies too. After leading Dumbarton to the Division 3 Championship, he said, “Nothing I have achieved in football even comes close.” Not being so heavily interested in football, I didn’t know him well, but by all accounts he was a thoroughly decent person too. It’s so cruel for this to happen to someone who was so well regarded and had so much to look forward to.

More on Gordon Lennon

I recently had to write an essay for university about changes in Scotland’s population since 1945. While I was writing that I happened, almost by chance, upon The Registrar General’s Annual Review of Demographic Trends 2004.

What’s so special about 2004? It was the 150th anniversary of civil registration (which began in 1855, in case your arithmetic isn’t too hot). So the Registrar General took the opportunity to delve into the statistics and produce lots of interesting analysis on this historical trends of Scotland’s population as far back as records go.

While I should have been writing my essay, I found myself perusing the graphs. I’m that sort of person. Obsessed with graphs. I’ll share a few of the most interesting ones with you.

Sorry about the illegibility of some of these. I have to confess that I am stealing the Registrar General’s bandwidth (although this does not vex me because the public is paying for that bandwidth, and something tells me they won’t get me with the goatse treatment). The original images are huge (much bigger than they appear on the PDF), so I have had to crudely reduce them in size to fit in these pages.

Immigration

Immigrants flooding this country! Er, or not.

Net Migration as a proportion of population

Literacy

The Registrar General used the number of people signing by mark while marrying as a crude measure of literacy up until 1915.

Percentages of brides and grooms signing the marriage register by mark

Marriages in Gretna

They are a much more modern phenomenon than you might imagine.

Marriages registered at Gretna

Divorce

I bet if you got divorced in the nineteenth century it was national news.

Divorces

Death

My favourite topic! You can see the general long-term decline in the number of deaths. But more interestingly, the peaks a troughs become much less extreme, signifying improved medicinal technology and ability to cope with epidemics.

These are just a few of my favourites, but I could have included twice as many (to be honest, you’re lucky I didn’t). But if you’re interested in Scotland’s modern history and demography I’d definitely take a look at the full document.

Well I see that the debate about organ donation has reared its head again. My views have, if anything, hardened since I wrote on this subject last year. Please read that post before going on to read this update.

I am a liberal. As such, I sympathise with the view that the state should not have a right to take human organs after that person has died. However, I don’t agree with this.

The reason is this: dead people don’t have rights. They can’t. Because they’re dead. And as much as I would like to have a say over what happens to my body when I die, the reality is that I don’t have much choice in the matter. Maggots don’t care much about human rights, you see.

Rights and liberties can only be extended to people from the moment they are born until the moment they die. After all, it is a bit of a stretch to say that an unborn child has rights if the only thing she can do is wobble around inside a womb while being physically unable to be detached from her mother. And you certainly can’t take advantage of liberties when you’re dead because your only function will be to rot.

A common rebuttal is that although you will be dead, your next of kin won’t. But I never got the big whoop-de-doo over kinship anyway. If you’re married, then yes. But not so much with blood relatives. And if you have a major libertarian / individualist streak, chances are that you won’t marry. Many people dislike their relatives, and it is certainly a gigantic leap to say that their wishes are perfectly aligned with mine.

As such, the idea of having relatives make their decisions for me once I’m dead puts a chill up my spine as much as the idea of the state making them. For me, it is no more oppressive for the state to have an automatic right to my organs once I am dead than it is for my next of kin to.

And if the state has that access, it will be doing it to save the lives of dying people rather than just huffing about it with their arms folded. Besides which, I will find it very difficult to care either way, given that I will be dead and all.

(Not that I hate my relatives, you understand. The point I’m trying to make is that when I’m dead I don’t get a say anyway, so it makes no difference to me who makes these decisions, whether it’s the state, relatives, or complete strangers.)

The question that this organ donation hoo-ha asks is this: Should the rights of the dying be put ahead of the rights of those who are already dead? The answer is surely ‘yes’.

Interesting posts from both sides of the debate:

I was reading the Daily Mail, as you do. (Procrastinating.)

Britney Spears has told friends she “would die” for her two sons and would even give up her pop career for them.

Even her pop career? I can understand why she would die, but giving up her pop career is just a step too far.

I usually think of myself as a liberal. But maybe I am different when it comes to organ donation — or when it comes to dead people. I certainly understand and sympathise with the viewpoint put forward by Longrider.

Our bodies belong to us, not the state. We decide what becomes of them after death, not the state. If we decide to donate them, then that should be our choice, not the state’s.

But I can’t help thinking that Liam Donaldson’s idea of changing the current system of opting in to an organ donation scheme to one where you have to opt out is a sensible solution to a major problem.

We all know that there is a shortage of organs. As such, lives are lost (one person per day apparently). Moreover, it seems to be generally accepted that many people — probably a majority — would want their organs donated after they have died. It’s just that most people do not get round to putting their name down and getting that donor card. Longrider says:

So because these people did not specifically tell the state why they were not on the register, the state is to assume in all its arrogance that they were guilty of apathy.

But I don’t think it would be arrogance for the state to assume people were guilty of apathy. The BBC story suggests that 70% of people would like to donate their organs, but only 20% get round to signing up.

Moreover, it makes common sense that people would be apathetic. While carrying a donor card may give you a “warm glow”, this is probably not a high enough incentive to encourage people to go to the hassle of registering. Under the current system, people who are indifferent or just slightly in favour of donating their organs actually do not donate their organs. As such, lives are lost.

As for people who flatly object to donating their organs after death, they surely needn’t worry about the system changing to an opt-out. You might say that if the current system had the problem of “not getting round to opting in” then the proposed changes would lead to people “not getting round to opting out”. But this wouldn’t be the case.

The reason that people do not get round to registering at the moment is because they do not have particularly strong views one way or another. But if you object to having your organs donated, you do hold a strong view. So people who don’t want to donate their organs will have a sufficient incentive to opt out. So they will.

I can understand why some people find it objectionable that the “default” option would be for your organs to be donated without having given your express permission. As Longrider says, the proposal is one to steal the bodies of the dead. This leads on to an interesting topic tackled by Chris Dillow: do dead people have rights?

I would have thought not. I would strongly hope that my wishes are respected when I am dead. But to be frank, if there is one time in my life (ahem) when I won’t worry about my rights, it will be when I am dead. After all, it’s not as if I will care much about it then. I will be dead, so it would be a little bit impossible.*

I can understand why this might be different if you are a religious person. But even then, I would have thought that this is mostly concerned with concepts like “spirit” rather than your body itself. After all, your body is a bit of a lost cause as it will only be eaten by maggots anyway.

In sum, I think the idea that the state “steals the bodies of the dead” is a little bit grisly. But it’s not nearly as grisly as letting one person per day die due to a shortage of organs when there is no shortage of potential willing donors.

* For similar reasons, I never really understand the hoo-ha surrounding inheritance tax. A tax you only pay when you’re dead? Surely more taxes should be like this! Moreover, one of the strongest arguments against high taxes is the fact that it reduces incentives to work. But there’s not much you can do to incentivise a dead person to do, well, anything really.