Friday, July 05, 2013

"Contraception" is Murder, July 2, 11-7, 2013


formerly, Abortion is Murder, and, before that, skyp

(stop killing young  people)


July 2, 2013,  Vol. 11   No. 7

PO Box 7424, Reading, PA 19603

Phone, 484-706-4375


Circulation, 258

Editor, John Dunkle


  “Contraception” is Murder, a weak, pathetic response to baby murder, is sent out at least once a month.  If the gestapo hasn’t jailed you yet for defending the innocent realistically, you either have to tell me you want it or go to the website.  Emails are free but snail-mail is free only for PFCs, two grand for others. 

  I think we can all agree there is nothing peaceful, nonviolent, or prolife about letting innocent children be killed. So I believe we should examine every legitimate means, including force, in our attempt to protect children from being tortured to death. I want to hear from people who’ve been forceful and from those who defend them. I’d also like to hear from those who oppose the prolife use of force and call it violence.


Prisoners  For  Christ:   

1.         Curell, Benjamin D., (out on bail)

2.         Evans, Paul Ross 83230-180,  FCI, PO Box 1500, El Reno, OK 73036

3.         Griffin, Michael 310249, BRCF, 5914 Jeff Atles Rd., Milton, FL 32583-00000

4.         Grady, Francis 11656-089, USP Terre Haute, PO Box 33, Terre Haute, IN 47808

5.         Holt, Gregory 129616   Varner Supermax, PO Box 600, Grady, AR 71644-0600    

6.         Kopp, James 11761-055,  USP Canaan, P.O. Box 300, Waymart, PA 18472 

7.         Roeder, Scott 65192  PO Box 2, Lansing, Kansas 66043

8.         Rogers, Bobby Joe 21292-017, USP Beaumont,  PO Box 26050, Beaumont, TX 77720

9.         Rudolph, Eric 18282-058  US Pen. Max,  Box 8500, Florence  CO 81226-8500

10.       Shannon, Rachelle 59755-065, FCI Waseca, Unit A,  P.O. Box 1731, Waseca, MN 56093   

11.       Waagner, Clayton Lee 17258-039, USP, P.O. Box 1000, Lewisburg  PA 17837

  Here’s the rest of that eerie piece I began posting last issue on the Pope’s exorcism, or “exorcism”: 

   Medical doctors examined him and carried out tests but “could not get to the cause of my problems”, Angel said.  Priests gave him Extreme Unction four times, but this only ‘relieved’ but did not remove his problem.

  Baptized a Catholic, Angel attended church regularly on Sundays but said he does not pray enough.  When he became afflicted with demonic possession, a first cousin who is a priest gave him a prayer card with a picture of the Lord of Mercy, and he began praying to this Lord and that helped.  

  In 2004, at a conference in Morelia, the capital of Michoacán state, Angel met a man who had lived for some time with Padre Pio, and told his story to him. The man placed a relic of Padre Pio on his chest and, Angel said, “at that moment I saw a special light which surrounded me, and I felt great peace.  At the same time, however, I felt that something filled me from inside, then pulled me to the ground, and began to manifest itself. I could do nothing. This presence was stronger than me, it dominated me.”

  Five years later, Angel learned that he was possessed by the devil, and a priest carried out the first exorcism on him.  Knowing he was possessed, he said, “I felt much fear. I also felt very dirty, at the thought that there was an evildoer within me”.  His family reacted with incredulity, while some of his siblings were skeptical and thought he was psychologically unbalanced, he said.  

  From that moment on he began a desperate search to find an exorcist that could liberate him of the demons.  He first went to one in Mexico City, who carried out four or five exorcisms on him. After trying another exorcist in Mexico some three years ago, Angel sought the help of the most famous Spanish exorcist, Fr. Jose Antonio Fortea, who also carried out exorcisms on him, as did five others, but none of them could cast out his demons.

  His possession turned into “a nightmare,” he said, so much so that he had to close the publicity firm he owned and sell some real estate to support his family.  “I just want to live a normal life, above all for my wife and my sons who are 6 and 11 years old.  Fortunately, my children have never seen me in a trance, though they know I am ill”, he said.

  The past eight months have been a period of terror, he said; he could not go out of the house because he felt so ill. Then one night he had a dream about Pope Francis, and when he woke up from the dream he turned on the TV and saw the Pope celebrating mass exactly as he had seen in his dream “and then the idea came into my head that I should go to Rome.”  At that time he was reading Fr. Amorth’s book on “the last exorcist” in which he tells how both Benedict XVI and John Paul II carried out exorcisms and said liberating prayers for the possessed. Angel asked Fr. Rivas, whom he has known for two years, to accompany him.

  Fr. Rivas told El Mundo that they failed on three attempts to meet the Pope, but on May 19, “Divine Providence helped us and we were finally able to meet him, and he said a prayer.”

  A day after Angel was blessed by the Pope, Fr. Amorth, 88, who has carried out 160,000 exorcisms  told El Mundo,  “ I have no doubt, he is possessed.”  The exorcist considers Angel’s possession to be a very special kind:  it’s a possession with a message. Not only is he possessed, but the devil who lives in him finds himself obliged by God to transmit a message.

  Fr. Amorth said, “Angel is a good man, he has been chosen by the Lord to give a message to the Mexican clergy and to tell the bishops that they have to do an act of reparation for the law on abortion that was approved in Mexico City in 2007, which was an insult to the Virgin.  Until they do  this, Angel will not be liberated.”

A third sad and supportive message about John Burt, this one from Tobra:

  Thanks for your newsletter Mr. Dunkle.  I enjoyed Jonathan O’Toole’s comments as I briefly scanned your fine paper. I feel the need to let you know our brother John Burt is deceased.  I don't have many details, I heard it from a trusted friend. I believe our Brother died while in prison. I had the honor of receiving over a handful of letters from John over the years. His conditions were awful, even though he did not complain. He simply said "I’m  not doing well in here."

  John was an elderly man, who then, as I assume, was put in prison with younger men many of whom were perhaps guilty of deviate behaviors.

  On top of that I also assume he had to endure "sex behavior therapies" of some sort. Again he never told me what his day was like in the prison. However,  I have heard that many perverts, namely homosexuals,  enjoy being prison guards, prison psychologists, counselors etc.  As you can imagine our tax dollars at work pay for them getting their jollies and writing their reports. 

  John Burt’s "victim" was living in Ireland last time he mentioned her. In fact the only time or times he mentioned her, was when I asked him about her as I suggested I could find her and talk with her as she being a married lady with children may realize confession would be good for the soul.  And her confession that she lied or mislead the prosecutors/police etc. might lead to John’s freedom.  John had asked me for help (not financial) but help locating a service to provide legal assistance in obtaining his freedom. 

  John stated he was innocent. I also believed him to be innocent. I have heard many horrible stories as should have every Amerikan about innocent folks incarcerated on fake sex charges. In the 1980s and 1990s I did jail ministry and the female chaplain told me the jail was full of innocent men that had never even been around the children they were incarcerated for sexual abusing.

             Melvin and Maude
                         by Eric Rudolph 

  One beautiful morning in the summer of 2024, a friendly young donkey named Melvin decided to cut off his feet with a chainsaw. Melvin’s problem wasn’t physical handicap; his feet worked just fine. His problem was identity. Melvin felt trapped inside a human body and wanted to cut his way out.

  Melvin had never heard of the term “species role,” a word that defined the way Melvin was supposed to behave in public just because he had been born with human anatomy. Because of his human anatomy, Melvin was pressured by society to look, act, and talk like a human. Because of his body, he was given a human name by his human parents. But Melvin wanted none of it, not the human name, not the human parents, least of all the human anatomy.

  Deep down in his soul Melvin knew he was a donkey. It was true, he didn’t have hooves or long furry ears; he couldn’t bray like an ass. But Melvin longed to be a donkey, he craved the pleasure of acting like a donkey, at first in the privacy of his basement, eventually in the company of other donkeys who lived in the pasture behind his home. Melvin was convinced that he was in fact a donkey and this whole human business was all a horrible mistake. There had somehow been a mix-up. He wanted to tell the whole world about it, yet he was forced to keep it a secret, even though he didn’t know why.

  Species was still something of a mystery when Melvin was growing up. Except for a handful of radical psychiatrists, the medical community was in agreement that human anatomy was destiny, and the only acceptable outlet for someone born with human anatomy was to behave like a human being. But for Melvin, having to deny himself the pleasure of acting like a jackass was intolerable. Driven to the verge of suicide, Melvin took the desperate step of trying to remove his hated human appendages with a chainsaw.

  Before the chain cut into his alien flesh, Melvin chickened out. In utter despair, he fell to his knees and beseeched the heavens. “Why am I cursed with this body? How can I get rid of it?

  His whole life Melvin had been trapped inside a human body, like a prisoner languishing in the cruelest kind of solitary confinement. Melvin didn’t know it at the time, but he wasn’t alone.  There were many others just like him, each confined to his own anatomical prison cell, desperately wanting to escape.

  Melvin didn’t know it, but he was also a genetic Argonaut, destined to become one of the first transspecies. With the help of a few visionary psychiatrists and physicians, Melvin would become living proof that anatomy wasn’t destiny.

  He was born on December 1, 2001, a balmy Tuesday. Seeing the attributes of a male child, the doctors declared him a “boy” and his parents, Bill and Betty White, promptly named him Melvin. Life was hard growing up on the red hills of central Mississippi. Melvin refused to play with the human boys because they liked football and video games. Melvin would sneak out at night to the pasture to be with the long-eared donkeys. He was bullied and excluded by the human boys. “Donkey Boy,” they called him.

  During high school, Melvin wanted to learn how to pull a plow, but sadly he was forced to take classes in math and science.  Forced into the society of humans, Melvin desperately wanted to escape.  But how! he wondered.

   After graduation Melvin married a human female.  It was an unhappy marriage and soon fell apart after she realized Melvin had no interest in human sex.  She grew tired of Melvin coming home late at night, smelling of livestock, grass wedged between his teeth.  A divorce followed.

  It was during this period that Melvin read a magazine article about Bill Baxter, a former New York City fire fighter who in 2022 went to Johns Hopkins Medical Center, underwent surgical treatment, and returned home a German shepherd named “Bruno.”

  Baxter’s species reassignment was a logical progression from sex reassignment.  Back in the 1960’s Dr. John Money, head of the Psychohormonal and Gender Identity Clinic of Johns Hopkins University, pioneered research into what he called “transsexualism.”

  Born anatomically male or female, the transsexual prefers the gender role of the opposite sex.  In order to bring anatomical congruity with their gender role preference, Dr. Money believed that transsexuals needed surgery and hormone treatment.  The first sex change operation was performed at Johns Hopkins in September of 1965.  A woman trapped inside a man’s body, the patient gave up her penis and testicles in order to achieve her goal of becoming a complete woman.

  Bill Baxter (“Bruno”) was the logical next step.  His case was the first time the public became aware of transspecieism and the fact that it was possible for a human to actually change species.  Inspired by Baxter, Melvin Allen White entered the new transspecies program at John Hopkins.  He was scheduled for a species change operation for the spring of 2015.

  A team of Baltimore Surgeons removed Melvin’s feet and hands, the skin and muscle were rolled back upon the appendages like tube socks, the bony stumps were squared and sanded smooth.

  Medicine had come a long way since the days of Dr. Money’s first sex change operations.  One of the major advances was the ability to splice human and animal DNA in order to grow organs for species reassignment surgery.

  Melvin’s specially grown donkey hide and long ears were surgically attached.  When he awoke on April 5, 2025, Melvin was a complete jackass.

  Returning to rural Mississippi Melvin moved to the pasture behind his old house.  The excitement he felt grazing alongside his fellow donkeys is difficult to describe in human terms.  Finally liberated from the prison of his human body, Melvin emitted a loud Hee-Haw.

  Digesting grass and raw oats took some getting used to.  At first the other donkeys shunned poor Melvin.  But after awhile he was treated as one of the herd.

  One day Melvin caught wind of a female donkey loping thorough the fields of new alfalfa.  Her stink floated on the early morning breeze like perfume.  It was love at first scent.

  A two-year-old donkey, Maude was ready for breeding.  Initially she played hard-to-get with love-struck Melvin. But Melvin’s persistence paid off.  Pretty soon the pair was inseparable.  They grazed together.  They dusted for insects together.  They brayed beneath the stars: Hee-Haw-Hee-Haw.  Their love was equal to any human love.  Melvin figured the only appropriate way to express their love for one another was to go get hitched.

  Sadly a lot of people in America frowned upon such relationships.  Unfortunately for Melvin and Maude, jurisprudence had failed to keep pace with progress. In the eyes of the law Melvin was a human being, despite his recent operation, and Maude was still a donkey, which made their affair a “crime.”

  Although marriage had long since been extended  to all manner of human relationships – gay, polygamous, incestuous – transspecies marriage was still illegal in all fifty states.  A few reactionary states in the Deep South even had anti-bestiality statutes on their books.

  But Melvin knew that the arc of the universe bent toward justice.  He was certain that those who were fighting for transspecies liberation were on the right side of history.  In the end the forces of hate and intolerance would be defeated.

  Confident of the justice of their cause, Melvin and Maude galloped to the Jackson County Courthouse in downtown Appleton.  The justice of the peace refused to issue a marriage license.  “We don’t marry your kind,” he said in a deep southern accent, a trickle of tobacco juice on his chin.

  It was the voice of hate echoing out of the past.  Melvin heard screaming and bullwhips cracking and asked himself, How Long? How long? He couldn’t believe that such intolerance still existed in America.  but here it was, staring him in the snout, denying him equal rights.

  The ACLU immediately agreed to take Melvin and Maude’s case into federal court.  The famous civil liberties group assigned the case to prominent civil rights attorney Heiman Sheister.  Sheister thought that Melvin and Maude would make an excellent test case to challenge the laws against bestiality and transspecies marriage, the most prominent being the Federal Defense of Human Marriage Act.

  Winding its way through the legal process, the case was finally docketed before the bench  of Judge Ruben Stamp in the Middle District of Mississippi.  Judge Stamp was something of an enigma.  A divorced father of two, Stamp lived alone on his 300 acre ranch.  He was a Republican appointee and for many years a reliable conservative on the bench.  Then came a series of decidedly liberal opinions, reversing everything he had once stood for.  And unbeknownst to those who gathered to witness the historic arguments in White v. Black, Judge Stamp was in the midst of his own identity crisis.

  In the days leading up to the trial, the streets of tiny Appleton were the scene of massive demonstrations organized by the North American Man-Animal Love Association.  The demonstrators tossed handfuls of donkey manure at a phalanx of cops, cheering “No justice . . . No clean streets.”  The NAMALA demonstrators were joined by a smaller contingent of activists committed to the cause of man-bovine equality, yelling “We’re here . . . We love steers . . . Get used to it.”

  It was standing room only in the ancient courthouse.  Built during the Great Depression, the courthouse was decorated with WPA murals depicting workers and farmers; its hardwood floors creaked; ceiling fans circulated the stale summer air.  Judge Stamp entered through a side door, a short fat dour-looking man.

  Melvin and Maude were tethered to the plaintiff’s table, a large bale of alfalfa off to the side to keep the lovers occupied during breaks. 

  Sheister delivered an impassioned opening statement:            

        Ladies and gentleman and donkeys, we are here to witness history, for what will be decided here today is whether we as a nation will go forward together or  remain mired in the past, whether we will see a new birth of freedom  or remain enslaved by prejudice. 
       You may not realize it but this case has already been decided. Fifteen years ago in a case called Perry v. Schwarzenegger a courageous judge named Vaughn Walker ruled that love has no gender, that the state of California had no right to exclude same-sex couples from marriage.
        Today, I ask nothing less for Melvin and Maude.  I will use precisely the same argument to demonstrate that love has no species, that the government has no more right to exclude transspecies couples like Melvin and Maude from  marriage than it does same-sex couples.
        To paraphrase Judge Walker’s ruling, the Federal Defense of Human Marriage Act does nothing more than enshrine in the constitution the notion that human couples are superior to transspecies couples; it unconstitutionally burdens the exercise of the fundamental right to marry and creates an irrational classification on the basis of species. 

  Representing the state of Mississippi was Assistant Attorney Michael Veracitino.  Ten states and the District of Columbia had filed amicus briefs in support of the plaintiffs.  The New York Times had called transspecies marriage the civil rights issue of the 2020’s.  History was clearly on the side of Melvin and Maude.  But here was this hayseed lawyer planning to stand in the door of progress.  With a small mountain of books and papers on the table in front of him, Mr. Veracitino looked like a high school teacher preparing his lessons.
  In his opening he repeated the familiar reactionary argument that changing the definition of marriage would negatively impact the stability of the family.  He even had the temerity to suggest that the love Melvin and Maude shared with each other was farcical, and allowing the two lovers to marry upends the concept of reality. Mr. Veracitino argues, “When a man becomes a donkey and donkeys fall in love and get married we have fallen down a rabbit hole and entered Wonderland.”
  The focal point of the trial was the state’s cross examination of Dr. Canard, expert witness for the plaintiffs.  A professor of psychology at Harvard’s Center for Tolerance, Diversity, and Equality, Dr. Canard was the nation’s foremost authority of sex, gender, species, family, and marriage.  He was also the author of the controversial book Barnyard Fever: the Transspecies Phenomenon, which was voted “Book of the Month” by the Oprah Chopra Book Club. 
  Called to the stand, Dr. Canard was a slight, balding man with wire-frame glasses and a light-brown suit made of Sumatran hemp.    (tbc) 

  Dr. Canard, Mr. Veracitino, Heiman Sheister – these are the  courtroom protagonists who follow Sheister’s opening statement.  Their back and forth occupies the remaining seven-eighths of Melvin and Maude.

  When the drama ends, many issues of CIM from now, I will post Eric’s introduction and the several comments I’ve so far gotten hold of. You are of course invited to add one or two of your own.

  Irish mafiosan Whitey Bulger just got sentenced on multiple charges, including killing two women. Whitey’s defense was built around “the code,” part of which is one does not kill women.  Here’s how the prosecutor put it, “Whitey’s code is, ‘I didn’t strangle the woman, I watched the other guy strangle the woman.’ ”

  That hit home because I don’t torture babies to death either.  I watch the other guy torture them to death.

  In brief moments of rationality, I envy Jim Kopp, Shelley Shannon, Frank Grady, et al. 

  Jimbo was sentenced in 2003, sentenced worse in 2007, and slapped around again a week ago. Here’s his comment: 

  It is a privilege to share in a tiny, limited way the suffering of children.

  Of course life in prison is nowhere near as painful as having my arms and legs torn off.  Still, I can't help but wonder if it isn't in a similar species of suffering, since natural life is just a slow death penalty.

  When I realize I have now been sentenced by the same court which originally decided to tear the arms and legs off children, it is for me an honor on top of an honor, even though, in human terms, it is useless to the children.

  Even child molesters, God help us, do not tear the arms and legs off children.  We know the molesters are going to hell, but let's be perfectly clear about the obvious:  each and every member of the US Supreme Court, and all federal judges and politicians and Barrack Obama who support them are worse than child molesters, who at least leave a child alive after they have satisfied their perverted sick selfishness.  The Supes can't even say that.  [See also, Rehnquist Minority Opinion, ***Casey***. 

  Supes, and all who roll with them: 

  ***J'Accuse:  you are perverted, sick, selfish child molesters and worse.+++ 

   You have no heart, no soul, and you are headed to Hell faster than a Dreamliner, no matter how many times you think you are going to Communion.  Don't take my word for it.  Ask the New Dude.  Yeah, I said it.  Sue me.

    I do not fear your power on earth.  But if I do not warn you, you +++will+++ die in sin, and the Lord will ask me to account for your life.  Repent.  Today.  Tomorrow is too late. 

  This most recent ruling is yet one more missed opportunity for the court, to have redeemed itself upon reflection, a quotidian task for jurists, to be sure.

  I hope and pray I am not standing nearby when the Supreme Court of the United States is judged in the final court of Jesus, the only one that matters.  Mayhaps I could be accepted as a witness.  But I would need to be subpoenaed.    James Kopp  (Jimbo)

   Two From Tobra


Buttercuputtercup's Send Me No Flowers


Buttercup:ya'll did we send flowers to the saint slepian funeral?




Howard:speaking of stinkweeds, how are are robed retards coming all with thier anticipated fag marriage ruling?


Frank:good timing,  robed retards,right b4 independence day & all, ya'll recall mel gibson in the patriot?



Buttercup Sings


Roll the stone away

Make the guiilty pay

As Independence Day

Is coming our way


Well my dear

Will it be this year

God fearing folks
Of the Amerikan land

Band &

Roll the stone away

Make the guilty pay

Or will God fearing folks

Demand Emergency Closure of Karpen's 2 Clinics?




 Paper Shows Ireland’s Maternal Mortality Half of England’s Without Abortion
                                                                                             by Paul Stark


  A new paper published in the Journal of American Physicians and Surgeons contrasts maternal and neonatal health in Great Britain, which has legal elective abortion, with Ireland, which prohibits abortion. The data from these countries refute three myths about abortion that are prevalent in the international (and domestic) debate.


  Myth #1: Legalizing abortion reduces maternal mortality; prohibiting abortion increases it.


   False. In their paper (“Maternal and Neonatal Health and Abortion: 40-Year Trends in Great Britain and Ireland“), Byron C. Calhoun, John M. Thorp and Patrick S. Carroll note that Northern Ireland and the Republic of Ireland (both of which prohibit abortion) have very low maternal mortality rates—typically lower than England, Wales and Scotland (which permit elective abortion).

  This is consistent with other evidence from around the world showing that maternal mortality is determined by the quality of maternal health care and not by the legal status of abortion.



  Myth #2: Prohibiting abortion in one country only causes women to travel to neighboring countries to obtain abortions.


  Many women do, of course, but most don’t. The total abortion rate in 2011 among women in England and Wales was four times greater than the rate among women in the Republic of Ireland and 6.5 times greater than Northern Ireland. The low Irish abortion rates included all Irish women who traveled elsewhere to obtain abortions.

  Calhoun, Thorp and Carroll observe, “Single parents choose in Northern Ireland to have additional children when their contemporaries in Great Britain tend more often to have abortions. And in Ireland expecting couples often choose to marry while their British contemporaries are more prone to have abortions.”

  The evidence from Great Britain and Ireland suggests that abortion law does affect the number of abortions—that legalizing abortion increases and prohibiting decreases its incidence.



Myth #3: Abortion doesn’t increase the risk of subsequent preterm birth (which is linked to cerebral palsy) or cause other harm to the health of women and children.


  The connection between abortion and preterm birth is demonstrated by a wealth of research. A 2009 meta-analysis of 22 studies, for example, found a 36 percent increased risk of future premature birth following abortion. This is further supported by the examples of Great Britain and Ireland. Preterm birth is more common in England, Wales and Scotland than in the Republic of Ireland, which also boasts lower rates of stillbirths and low-birth weight babies.

    Over the 40 years of legalized abortion in the UK there has been a consistent pattern in which higher abortion rates have run parallel to higher incidence of stillbirths, premature births, low birth-weight neonates, cerebral palsy, and maternal deaths as sequelae [aftereffects] of abortion. In contrast, both Irish jurisdictions consistently display lower rates of all morbidities and mortality associated with legalized abortion.

  Legalized abortion offers no benefit to the health of women or their children.

      Pelosi v Pavone

Pelosi,  As a practicing and respectful Catholic, this is sacred ground to me. I don’t think it should have anything to do with politics. 

Pavone,  With this statement, you make a mockery of the Catholic faith and of the tens of millions of Americans who consider themselves “practicing and respectful Catholics” and who find the killing of children — whether inside or outside the womb — reprehensible.
  You speak here of Catholic faith as if it is supposed to hide us from reality instead of lead us to face reality, as if it is supposed to confuse basic moral truths instead of clarifying them, and as if it is supposed to help us escape the hard moral questions of life rather than help us confront them. Whatever Catholic faith you claim to respect and practice, it is not the faith that the Catholic Church teaches. And I speak for countless Catholics when I say that it’s time for you to stop speaking as if it were.

  Abortion is not sacred ground; it is sacrilegious ground. To imagine God giving the slightest approval to an act that dismembers a child he created is offensive to both faith and reason. And to say that a question about the difference between a legal medical procedure and murder should not “have anything to do with politics” reveals a profound failure to understand your own political responsibilities, which start with the duty to secure the God-given right to life of every citizen.

  Mrs. Pelosi, for decades you have gotten away with betraying and misrepresenting the Catholic faith as well as the responsibilities of public office. We have had enough of it. Either exercise your duties as a public servant and a Catholic, or have the honesty to formally renounce them.”


  Practicing, non-believing Catholics like Pelosi are the second worst religious group aiding and abetting the slaughter of the young -- worse than Jews, Muslims, Orthodox, or Protestants.

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