|Jean at Marcia's|
Some of the more vicious FB posts about Hillary Clinton started me thinking about how we communicate and what responsibilities we might have in communicating. I looked up something I wrote in 1999 about ethics related to end-of-life care, especially the part about being honest. The fundamental moral or ethical principle is respect for people. Within this respect are these principles:
|In Marcia's garden|
- Respect for autonomy – the right of self-determination.
- Beneficence or benevolence – doing good, meeting needs; a moral obligation to practice mercy, kindness, compassion, and charity.
- Nonmaleficence – doing no harm.
- Veracity – truth-telling.
- Confidentiality – respecting privileged information.
- Fidelity – keeping promises.
- Justice – treating fairly.
Of course these don’t apply only to end-of-life care; they are ultimately serious and high organizing principles for life and how we be together and within ourselves. (Thanks and a tip of the hat to Tom Beauchamp and James Childress.)
Conversation with Guy, the man who sells flowers on Noe:
It looks like I may be moving to Berkeley.
What about your son?
Well, I’m retired, so I’ll just commute – lunches in SF, Golden Gate, all that.
Several years ago my son-in-law recommended the Tales of The City series by Armistead Maupin. I think Charles thought that reading these books would help me better understand San Francisco, the city I’ve fallen in love with – especially gay San Francisco. That’s exactly what happened. I just finished the last book in the series – The Days of Anna Madrigal. What a soaring, beautiful book.
|My apartment on Noe. Window by alarm is/was mine.|
This is the city David gave to Leslie – and she embraced it fully and was embraced by it. Leslie in the Haight! Market! Castro! Cole Valley! She’s on the bus, on the F-Line, she’s in the streets, she’s interacting!
To be born again.
We were studying Paul’s letter to the Romans (8:26-36) in Bible study (about groans too deep for words, searching the heart, predestiny – all that in ten verses!) and I was thinking about the
day before when I spent several hours at a
coffee shop with a young friend and was blown away by the fact that with open
heart and well-acquainted with groans too deep for words, she’s walking tall
into her destiny. It’s been a long road and she’s stayed true to the call. She
and I have had some of the same visions. This was a very affirming time for me.
|View from Jean's house - Mount Tam|