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
Web, skyp1.blogspot.com
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.”
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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)
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Two From Tobra
Buttercuputtercup's
Send Me
No Flowers
Buttercup:ya'll did we send flowers to the saint slepian funeral?
Dandy:yeah,stinkweeds
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?
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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
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?
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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.
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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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