I Threw Stephanie Green’s Book in a Toilet.

Meghan Schrader

By Meghan Schrader
Meghan is an instructor at E4 - University of Texas (Austin) and an EPC-USA board member.

In the documentary Crip Camp, there’s a 1970s video of Judy Heumann noting how oppressed disabled people are despite the new tool of Section 504, and remarking, “I’m tired of being grateful for accessible toilets.” I agree with Judy Heumann. Therefore I acquired a copy of “Dr” Stephanie Green’s book about how much she loves her job as a serial killer in a way that would not get her a royalty and flushed it down a toilet. Or rather I threw it in; it wouldn’t go down all the way.

I did this partly for the book’s sake; the book was homesick. When I looked at the book, I could hear it crying out to me, begging me to return it to its proper home in the toilet.

I didn’t really hear the book talking to me, but I stand by my decision. Generally I think well-reasoned academic arguments about the right to die movement’s historical roots in the eugenics movement and its role in exacerbating systemic ableism are the best way to undermine the euthanasia movement’s agenda. However, I wonder if every once in a while, these nice, polite discussions about killing disabled people should be punctuated with unequivocal expressions of disgust.

I threw Stephanie Green’s book in a toilet because her work conditions disabled people to aspire to be lumps of rotting flesh. Stephanie Green’s book belongs in a toilet because people like her have published a children’s book detailing disabled people’s deaths by “MAiD” that disabled children will read, causing those children to believe that they too should embrace this glorious opportunity to rot in the ground.

I threw Stephanie Green’s book in a toilet because organ transplant orgs are calling people with pending “MAiD” applications to ask for their entrails. I myself am an organ donor, but if a Canada-like system ever comes to the United States, I will cut up my ID with the little red heart on it and flush the pieces down my toilet, because I will not participate in an organ transplant system that incentivizes disabled people to die by suicide.

I threw Stephanie Green’s book in a toilet because in an equitable society, disabled people’s equal right to exist would not be up for debate. Yet the right to die movement is conditioning generations of disabled people to see themselves as nothing but organ farms. This plan for disabled people’s fourth class citizenship is so evil that it belongs in a toilet.

I threw Stephanie Green’s book in a toilet because I want to tell other people with disabilities that they deserve a good life. I want to encourage disabled readers to find the self respect to stand up for themselves and demand something better than having their lives flushed down a toilet.