What is suicide?
Is Socrates, drinking hemlock at the state’s command, a suicide? Is the soldier who throws himself on a grenade to protect civilian counted as one? The spy who swallows cyanide rather than speak? The 108-year-old woman in chronic pain who ends her life? The Japanese samurai who sliced his own stomach to take responsibility? Are all of these acts to be gathered under a single definition—and, if so, are they all to be read as mental illness or clinically depressed?
Has prohibiting ways of speaking ever enlarged understanding? It rarely has.
In societies that pride themselves on pluralism and freedom of thought, it is striking how readily a single authorized language for suicide is accepted.