My last Terri Schiavo post

I've exhausted anything I can say about Terri Schiavo. For my last post, I'm resurrecting an old, old (possibly Chinese?) story that I first posted in January. It tells of a young boy who is heading to the river when he meets up with his father. On his father's back is a basket, and in the basket is the aged grandfather. "Father," says the boy. "Where are you taking grandfather?" "Shhh," answered the father. "Grandfather is too old to work and is getting sick. I am taking him to the river to end things quickly." The boy thought for a moment. "Good idea, Father," he said. "Just be sure to bring the basket back, so that I can use it one day for you."