A Catholic priest in Canada broke his hip. That’s it. That’s the medical condition. A broken hip — the kind of injury that orthopedic surgeons fix every single day in every hospital in the civilized world. So what did the Canadian healthcare system offer him? Surgery? Physical therapy? Maybe a nice walker and some ibuprofen?
Nope. They offered to kill him. Welcome to Canada, where “healthcare” now includes a bullet point for state-sponsored death.
The priest was presented with Medical Assistance in Dying — MAiD, as they cheerfully call it up north, because apparently even government-facilitated suicide needs a cute acronym. A broken hip. Not a terminal illness. Not stage-four cancer. Not some agonizing degenerative condition with no treatment options. A broken hip. The same injury your grandmother survived after slipping on the ice in 2014.
But here’s the part that should make your skin crawl: Canada is closing in on 100,000 MAiD deaths. One hundred thousand. That’s not a healthcare program — that’s a body count. They’ve turned “do no harm” into “do you want us to end it?” and they’re handing out the option like it’s a pamphlet at the dentist’s office.
And this isn’t some fringe accusation from conservative media. This is the system working exactly as designed. Canada expanded MAiD eligibility in 2021 to include people whose deaths aren’t “reasonably foreseeable” — meaning you don’t have to be dying to qualify for dying. You just have to be suffering. And apparently, a broken hip counts as sufficient suffering to warrant a lethal injection.
(Somewhere, a Canadian orthopedic surgeon is wondering why he spent eight years in medical school.)
The Blaze’s Joseph MacKinnon laid this out perfectly — the word he used was “demonic,” and honestly, what other word fits? When a nation’s healthcare apparatus looks at an elderly priest with a fixable injury and says, “Have you considered just… not being alive anymore?” — that’s not medicine. That’s eugenics with a smile and a consent form.
Think about what this means in practice. You’re elderly. You’re in pain. You’re vulnerable. And the person in the white coat — the one you’re supposed to trust with your life — slides a brochure across the table suggesting you end it. How many people in that position, scared and alone and hurting, say yes because they think they’re being a burden? How many say yes because the alternative is sitting on a two-year waitlist for the surgery that would actually fix them?
Because that’s the dirty little secret of Canadian “universal” healthcare. The wait times are so catastrophic that death becomes the more efficient option. Can’t get you in for hip surgery for eighteen months? Well, we CAN get you in for a lethal injection by Thursday. Problem solved! One less patient on the waitlist. One less bed occupied. One less pension to pay out.
Ka-ching!
This is what socialized medicine eventually becomes. Every single time. The progressives who spent the last twenty years telling us we should be more like Canada — the same people who wanted to import their healthcare model into the United States — are real quiet about this part. Bernie Sanders isn’t tweeting about MAiD numbers. AOC isn’t making Instagram videos about priests being offered death instead of surgery. Funny how that works.
And before someone jumps in with “well, it’s voluntary” — sure. Technically. The same way a used car salesman “voluntarily” offers you the extended warranty. When the government builds an entire infrastructure around helping people die, when they train healthcare workers to present it as a legitimate option for a BROKEN HIP, when they’ve streamlined the paperwork and normalized the language — that’s not a neutral offering. That’s a thumb on the scale.
Canada has killed nearly 100,000 of its own citizens through this program. They started with terminal illness — compassionate, right? Then they expanded to chronic conditions. Then mental illness. Now broken hips. Where does it stop? Does it stop?
We already know the answer. It doesn’t. Because the logic of MAiD has no natural floor. If suffering is the threshold, and suffering is subjective, then everyone qualifies eventually. That’s not a slippery slope argument — it’s the actual slope, and Canada is already sliding down it at highway speed.
So the next time some progressive tries to sell you on how “enlightened” and “compassionate” Canada is compared to those backward Americans with our messy private healthcare system, just ask them one question: would you like your broken hip repaired, or would you prefer the injection?
We’ll keep our doctors who fix things, thanks.
