formerly,
Abortion is Murder, and, before that, skyp
(stop killing
young people)
August 3, 2013,
Vol. 11
No. 10
PO Box 7424,
Reading, PA 19603
Phone, 484-706-4375
Web, skyp1.blogspot.com
Circulation, 240
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
Dear John,
When I was a kid, the Brady Bunch was a big thing on television, back in the
1970s. My aunt, who is a couple of years older than I am, lived in Southern
California, and her dad, my granddad, took her to see the Brady Bunch being
taped in front of a live audience. I didn't know it was taped and thought she
was really lucky to see them.
"Wow, you got to see the Brady Bunch, what was it like," I asked.
She said it was good, but that it took a long time because between each scene they took a break for the crew to set up. I kind of had to wonder what could be so bad about that. But for a moment my aunt wasn't sure if I was old enough to know the details. Then she explained that each time they took a break, all of the kids would sit in a row of director's chairs up on stage with their names on them in front of the audience. They acted like the audience didn't exist and they would immediately light up cigarettes each time they took a break, smoking constantly over and over again.
"And they all smoked," she said, "even the little one, Cindy." And each time, as soon as they sat down and started up smoking again, they would talk cynically about what they could do to improve their parts. Then they would go back to acting like the Brady Bunch as soon as they started taping again.
My aunt made a smoking symbol with her hand to imitate Peter Brady, the middle of the three boys, who really annoyed her. She said he would make a cynical face as he talked about improving his lines, blowing cynical puffs of smoke in the air like he was obsessed with the quality of his acting.
I have a sneaky suspicion our media personalities are a lot like the Brady Bunch. And the reason why they support abortion, or at least keep us in the dark about it, is that child homicide covers for the sexual imbecility of the news room.
I guess this is true of our nation as a whole. Without abortion, Americans do not know how to maintain appearances like the Brady Bunch.
But between the scenes, the girls seated in a row of chairs are waiting for Dr. Gosnell to call their number, so they can go back out on stage again.
Even the little one.
Such is life in America today.
"Wow, you got to see the Brady Bunch, what was it like," I asked.
She said it was good, but that it took a long time because between each scene they took a break for the crew to set up. I kind of had to wonder what could be so bad about that. But for a moment my aunt wasn't sure if I was old enough to know the details. Then she explained that each time they took a break, all of the kids would sit in a row of director's chairs up on stage with their names on them in front of the audience. They acted like the audience didn't exist and they would immediately light up cigarettes each time they took a break, smoking constantly over and over again.
"And they all smoked," she said, "even the little one, Cindy." And each time, as soon as they sat down and started up smoking again, they would talk cynically about what they could do to improve their parts. Then they would go back to acting like the Brady Bunch as soon as they started taping again.
My aunt made a smoking symbol with her hand to imitate Peter Brady, the middle of the three boys, who really annoyed her. She said he would make a cynical face as he talked about improving his lines, blowing cynical puffs of smoke in the air like he was obsessed with the quality of his acting.
I have a sneaky suspicion our media personalities are a lot like the Brady Bunch. And the reason why they support abortion, or at least keep us in the dark about it, is that child homicide covers for the sexual imbecility of the news room.
I guess this is true of our nation as a whole. Without abortion, Americans do not know how to maintain appearances like the Brady Bunch.
But between the scenes, the girls seated in a row of chairs are waiting for Dr. Gosnell to call their number, so they can go back out on stage again.
Even the little one.
Such is life in America today.
Sincerely, Cal
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Hi John ... I know I haven't written in
a while, but I haven't really had much to say to you. We are on opposite sides
of the philosophical ocean and highly unlikely to meet. Now that you think contraception is a sin, I
can only thank God I'm post-menopausal.
I'm not a
religious person, but I'm pretty sure there is an ultimate Truth upon which we
could agree. As much as I disagree with you and your followers, and how
misguided I believe you are, I am fairly certain you come from a place of love,
and that's always a good start.
Emails, I love them.
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Jim Kopp sort of reviews Abandoned by Dr. Monica Migliorino Miller:
Full
disclosure I: I met Monica at the
NY OR rescues of 1988 when a bunch of people nationwide all got together in one
place to show strength, which was Randall Terry’s expansion of John Ryan's and
John Cavanaugh-O’Keefe's idea from
before then -- some mills we shut all day just by sitting down. Where do 1500
people sit? Wherever they want.
We played footsie with the NYPD by pretending
to board trains going in the direction of one mill, but then hopping off and
quickly switching trains to another. This played havoc with the surface
street disposition of their troops. No one has ever put that much thought into
strategy since then, except the Chicago and CA blitzes. Scheidler and Cal
Number One (not the HI Cal) in IL and SF are past masters at this stuff.
Monica is a
quiet, sincere, humble, soft-spoken total brainiac, and a thinker as well. Not
all brainiacs are thinkers. Since NY she got a PhD at Marquette and now teaches
theology in Michigan at an RC college.
When I found out
that last bit, I was reminded of Kirk Douglas' line about his son: “If I'd've
known he was going to grow up to be such a big-shot, I'd've treated him better
when he was a kid.”
Reading this book
was an absolute blessing for two reasons: it showed a totally different side of
Monica, working tirelessly and sacrificing for the babies and moms, unseen and
unnoticed in Milwaukee.
Also, it affirmed
the Thomistic principle with her own blood sweat and tears: she exhausted
lesser means. More on this in a second.
Readers of this
august journal will be familiar with what I mean by that, but they still have
absolutely no idea how hard Monica worked to save babies in Wl. For this reason
and a hundred others, I offer absolutely no criticism of her or anything she's
done or not done, though some armchair bloggers at this site could be tempted
to do so.
To them I say
clearly: do not criticize this woman until you have done one percent of all the
stuff she just did in, say, one year. Talk about exhausting lesser means! I'm
exhausted just reading the stuff and (until I read this book) some might say of
me that I'm too intense. Well, excuuuuuuuse me! Read this book.
The prissy morons
who write garbage like Wrath of Angels,
from the secular perspective, will never cease from describing prolife work
from the secular vantage point which presupposes that all prolifers are
frustrated political operatives who have decided to carry on what they would
describe as “politics by other means.” (I forget. Was this Clausewitz?
Frederick the Great? I can't remember.)
Such hopelessly
clueless morons base this presupposition, in turn, upon the preceding one, that
there exists some Modernistic separation between church and state, as if some
such dichotomy is Biblical or something. Having made that distinction, and
having defined the decapitation of a
child the size of your hand as being a “political” problem, then... well, all
us prolifers are just frustrated down-and-out Republicans who are unhappy with
the polls. Get it? To them, child murder will always be a theoretical quantum,
like the concept of whether people liked Reagan or FDR. Get it?
It would never
occur to these Modern invincibly ignorant ignoramuses that murder is murder,
especially of a child. The prolife movement, whatever that is, has utterly
failed to try to understand this dichotomy of feeling. Joe Stalin said one
death is a tragedy, and a million deaths are a statistic. To the Modern man,
child dismemberment will always be viewed as a statistic, such as the number of
people who want prayer in schools.
Full Disclosure
II: Near the end of the book, Monica describes a written private exchange
between herself and Paul Hill wherein she pleads with him to reconsider
Thomistic force (not her words, of course.).
Readers of this
blog will be painfully familiar with the details of any number of discussions
like this, so I will not recount it here.
But I even knew
the exact moment in the dialogue, before I read it, when Paul would ask her,
"Do you have any kids?" Yes, it was that predictable. At one point Monica is overcome by her
bookishness and seems to understand the ad hoc Thomism, though.
I asked Joan
Andrews the same question in regards to less-forceful sabotage in 1986. She
changed her answer to the question about sabotage after her own daughter was
born, and as this crowd knows, she bravely swore herself in at my trial and
testified on behalf of the babies and Thomistic force. Privately Joan made it
clear to me that part of her conversion transcended seeing the face of her
first child. She also realized that previously she had held a private esthetic
as to the idea of force. Too awful, too bloody. Well, who can blame her for
this? As readers here know, I've always said the alternative is worse: By effectively bystanding, we cooperate with
the blood of child decapitation, “non-violence” is incredibly violent. It is a
luxury of the effete, a sin of omission.
It's either/or.
How nice it would have been if Gandhi stuff would stop killing, but we now know
for a fact it ain’t so, personal esthetics be damned.
This was GKC's
point in my Thomism essay of 2009 (see archives here). Which listed a healthy list of theologians
in favor, directly or indirectly, of Thomistic force, including B16, JPII, Dr.
Raphael Waters from Niagara Falls who intervened with the judge on my behalf,
Germaine Grisez (Emmitsville), H.E. Austin Vaughn, Frs. Carieton, Pearson, and
the Defenders of Life signatories, such as Prs. Bray, Trewhella (Milwaukee),
Holman, etc.
If there's one
person in the world that I'm inclined to give a pass to (not my brief, but,
still: inclination) its Monica and the handful of her pals who paid their dues.
The real dues, not the ALL and RTL dues.
If everyone who
calls himself prolife (including bloggers here) did one percent of all the
stuff she did, there would be no need for higher levels of Thomistic force --
Dumpster-diving to find bodies of children thrown in the
trash, Massive carefully arranged funerals for them, carefully typeset-matched
stickers with CPC phone numbers to stick over AB mill advertisements on the El,
tracking down a Stericycle prototype and exposing them to the media, massive
baby-funeral Masses, the thoughtfulness of it all, the (almost) first rescues
with Joe, jail time, witnessing to hookers in there, receiving civil court
attacks, resisting nasty DA's on their own turfs, prayerfulness about all
this... Monica invented or developed all this stuff back in the 70's when jcoke
(O’Keefe), and Joan, and definitely RT, and certainly the rest of us were all
sleeping, or nodding our heads to the rhythm of the old Shield of Roses/RTL
mantra, or just not even on the horizon.
IT breaks my
heart that now, I get breathless newsletters and stories about Survivors who
are so excited to say they've just discovered this or that technique, say,
street theatre, as if 600+ stunk/burned mills and the better-known resisted MDs
just never happened. Creepy, huh? Like some Stepford Twilight Zone time warp.
Its heartbreaking.
Reason Number
7,562 why I'll never criticize Monica for her anti-Hill position is that, even
if she does this, her life work edifies the Thomistic principle, even if she
doesn't see it exactly that way in terms of rhetoric. Her strongest rhetoric is
not the words, but her actions.
Bring me
criticism of Thomistic force, from someone who has “left it all in the field”
like Monica.
Gently I might
make the point I did at the start of this review: “she exhausted lesser means,”
a crucial and necessary part of the four prongs required for Thomistic force,
even if only as you rush across a street to push a slow octogenarian out of the
way to drag a stranger's kid out from in front of an advancing truck:
1 . exhaust
lesser means;
2.
proportionate “quantum” of force
to fix the immediate problem, no more;
3. apply force close to the problem;
4. avoid
non-babykillers.
Why can't we just
let Monica be Monica? By her life and witness, and this book, she will advance
holy Thomism, like it or not. I can't help but remember Robert Pearson's
analogy, the founder of CPCs, who used them so wisely he shut strings of mills
just with CPCs alone. He said we are like the branches of the military. Each
one thinks it is tops; Marines, Army, Air Force, Navy.
Monica rejects
Paul Hill's level of Thomistic force, but advances the lower levels of
Thomistic force intrinsically embedded in the deception of telephone stickers,
and the undoubted force, though smaller, of say, rescue.
Rescue is force, just a smaller amount. Even
rescue requires Thomistic moral theology.
Why? Because, if not, the private-property-is-god
obsessors (Republicans?) would be right when they said back then, that rescue,
even Gandhian, rescue, is wrong, since it involves a de facto deprival of
private property rights even if only for a short time. In this skewed logic,
Republicans sound like 80's Teddy Kennedy, who said even if AB was wrong, now
it’s Bay Stater business, and business is business. We can't put these poor
people out of work, can we? Well, it got his niece the ambassadorship, so,
don't complain.
To say you
believe that the best way to stop child dismemberment is by Gandhian means, or,
if you want to call it non-violent Christian self-sacrifice, is like saying
you'd like a gold Cadillac. You'd like everyone to drink a coke and live in
peace and harmony. You’d like the whole world to be painted in Smurf tones and
we can all live in little cottages. It’s a nice idea. Those with their names on the masthead of
this blog wish it could be true, in a way that people living “in the world”
cannot even understand. The only problem with this idea is that if you then go
on to say that’s the only way it can be, it has the direct effect of condemning
today's child to death. Bullies get emboldened.
Having said all this... these next words therefore are
not directed at Monica, nor anyone active in CPC/sidewalk/rescue work.
**** Begin Dutch Uncle ****
We are in a permanent state of everyone not doing his or
her job. It means that Gandhi stuff alone coulda, shoulda, woulda worked if all
had pulled their weight, say, jumping off from NY or Atlanta in '88. Or, NY in
1968, one of the first lock-and-chain rescues.
But they
obviously did not, and it’s not the babies' fault. Therefore a smaller number
of people must jump in and do the right thing at a more intense level, due to
the pointed and chronic absence of the slackers.
The current
permanent status quo of 99% failure rate is unacceptable to children, and
therefore the Living God Who looks out for them (“You did it to Me.”)
Babies don't feel
rhetoric, speeches, and fund-raising dinners. They only feel disarticulation as
the result of failed Gandhiism --- prolife policies which are designed to
protect corporate model prolifers, not children.
**** End Dutch Uncle *****
Please read the
above "Dutch Uncle" section over. Then, read it again. Tattoo it on
your forehead. Better to enter Heaven with tattoos, than Hell without them.
To Monica and the
currently active CPC/sidewalk/rescue crowd: God Bless You. Thank you for exhausting
lesser means.
To everyone else:
“Stop being so judgmental!” no doubt you will cry.
Listen. You and I
will be judged soon enough. By the real Judge, not some lame pansy-ass Supreme
Court fake judge.
But between now
and then: I am not afraid of your power on earth, you, and your supreme court
pals you love so much and dote over.
But if I do not
warn you, you will die in sin, and
the Lord will hold me accountable.
To the Greasy
Grace/Sloppy Agape Pietists and Quietists I say: "A life saved by grace
has good works in it." J. Vernon McGee, no friend to Catholics.(See,
Mart's Pietism stuff).
Repent. Be found
busy today doing the work the Master expects His servants
to be busy at today.
Repent. Believe
the Good News. Get to work. And for God's sake, shut up (Luke 4:35).
... good.
Now. Hear that? Now that you are quiet, you can hear it too. That is the sound
of children screaming, the sound Jesus hears all day long. Your “praising” and
“worshipping” does not drown it out in His
Ears.
Behold, I tell
you a mystery ... the trumpet shall sound. In a moment, in the twinkling of an
eye. Real quick-like. Get it?
Whom have you so dreaded and feared [the IRS? The
FBI?], \
That you have been false to Me?
And have neither remembered Me
Nor pondered this in your hearts?
Is it because I have long been silent
That you do not fear Me?
I will expose your righteousness and your works
And they will not benefit you.
When you cry out for help
Let your collection of idols [corporate model prolife
ministries] save you.
The wind will carry all of them off
A mere breath will blow them away.
But the man who makes Me his refuge
Will inherit the land and possess My holy mountain
Isaiah 57, Job
38:2
P.S. Get a copy of
this book, if for no one else, to quietly give to that cantankerous uncle who
tortures you at Thanksgiving and Christmas for your “anti-choice” beliefs. He will read the book. He will shut up. (St. Benedict Press)
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Cathy Ramey’s essay she wrote about the time
Babykiller Bart was terminated continues:
In news articles
sent out across the country they point to the man laying in his pool of blood,
inflaming a population against those opposed to killing innocent Unborn
children.
”Every abortion opponent has had a part in the death of Slepian,” so they say. And they may be right. After all, by expressing an alternative 2000-year-old Christian worldview in a postmodern culture, these Christians have indeed suggested that Barnett Slepian is himself a Class-A killer.
We all understand that serial murderers have forfeited the right to feel safe. Had a bullet stopped a man like Jeffrey Dahmer before he took that second or ninth life, few would have shed a tear or expressed outrage. With rare exception—the killing of a Black, a Jew, or an Unborn—stopping murder has never been judged harshly. It has been viewed as necessary and not an evil at all. But suddenly society is told that sympathies are ill-directed at the Unborn victim. Now it is the one who kills—the abortionist—we are mandated to mourn. We're all asked to act a little crazy.
Bart Slepian too weighed in on the debate in this letter he wrote to the Buffalo News:
They can proudly display their “Abortion Kills Children” bumper stickers on their automobile bumpers, and, of course, contribute to the cost of the billboards the claim, ”Abortion Kills Children.” Every year thousands of them form the “Life Chain” with the same message repeated over and over, printed on hand-held signs . . . But please don't feign surprise, dismay or certainly not innocence when a more volatile, less-restrained member of the group decides to react to their inflammatory rhetoric by shooting an abortion provider. They all share the blame.
Bart Slepian—were he able to roll over and address the nation from his grave—might be saying, "I told you so." As it is, he lays six-feet under ground and any smugness he may have felt has given way to decay.
But what about the speech this serial abortionist would reduce down to "inflammatory rhetoric"?
Unborn babies unearthed from dumpsters, sent off into the sewers by means of high powered garbage disposal units, and couriered to pathology and tissue labs testify to the fact that the passion over aborting babies is more than political bombast. There is a great evil taking place and arguably the bullet that flew forth on Friday, October 23 merely reigned in a small part of the terror.
It all depends on one's worldview.
Apparently no Unborn babies died at the Buffalo GYN Women's Services facility on Saturday, October 24.
Under a biblical worldview it is the innocent Unborn—not those like Slepian—whose protection is commanded. Stopping a killer—if defending innocent human life against such a monster was the goal—is considered nothing short of heroic when it means losing your own (Rom. 5:7).
Instead, all of the forces of government and hell are put in place to protect those who kill babies in the name of "terminating a woman's pregnancy." Some even argue very reasonably that it is the government and the abortion lobby themselves who ought to be blamed for making a man like Bart Slepian into a cold gray corpse. After all, civil protest, picketing, sit-ins, prayer vigils and the like have been squashed under the weight of judicial authority propelled by an abortion lobby bent on removing all public disapproval of the sacrament of abortion.
In a culture that has effectively adopted abortion as a basic right, a fierce competition ensues.
Ultimately every industry becomes subtly linked with blood. Publishers crank out books extolling abortion zealots as heroes for women and suggesting that great conspiracies and deceptions drive the opposing team.
Reporters wishing to work their way up into book deals puppet the abortion-party line. Non-profit groups become blood-soaked by soliciting and distributing contributions among those like Planned Parenthood who steer the abortion train. Roofers drive nails into "clinic" roofs in an effort to keep occupants warm and dry, lest business be disrupted by a leak. Fire fighters waste precious water when flames threaten one of these temples. Couriers, without a shudder of horror, transport macerated infant bodies in freeze-dried containers. Neither snow nor ice nor blood will keep the mailman from delivering to an abortion facility.
Shoppers lay down their dollars at department stores whose corporate owners contribute hundreds of thousands of dollars to the so-called "right to choose" to murder an Unborn baby.
It takes every available industry to make abortion work and by hitching to the train all of society bears the guilt of blood not their own. The faint pink stain of blood touches all, including the Church which tolerates pretenders like a Metropolitan Community Church pastor in Livonia, Michigan who prayed for those "who preach hatred and who fail to see [that] the violence of their words leads to violence of action."
His point was that Christianity's rejection of sins like homosexuality and abortion are all but to blame for any force or act of “crime” against those who engage in such risky and reprehensible behavior.
Engaging individuals and industry in the cause of killing is important. It helps to establish the "us versus them" idea; after all, those who keep the abortion-train on track must justify themselves.
Here it is important that the Church be herded into line so that Her participants—members of the Body—are shunned or otherwise encouraged toward silence and toleration of abortion. Pro-life trials often lack the active support of the family of Christ as leaders take a "wait and see" attitude, as though a jury vote or a judge's decision will ultimately define the morality of one's protest.
Increasingly the line between active participant in abortion, active supporter, tolerant fool and cowardly Christian becomes blurred. It is easy to spot a non-conformist when all of society locks in step with killing and it is here that the fiercest competition arises today.
”Every abortion opponent has had a part in the death of Slepian,” so they say. And they may be right. After all, by expressing an alternative 2000-year-old Christian worldview in a postmodern culture, these Christians have indeed suggested that Barnett Slepian is himself a Class-A killer.
We all understand that serial murderers have forfeited the right to feel safe. Had a bullet stopped a man like Jeffrey Dahmer before he took that second or ninth life, few would have shed a tear or expressed outrage. With rare exception—the killing of a Black, a Jew, or an Unborn—stopping murder has never been judged harshly. It has been viewed as necessary and not an evil at all. But suddenly society is told that sympathies are ill-directed at the Unborn victim. Now it is the one who kills—the abortionist—we are mandated to mourn. We're all asked to act a little crazy.
Bart Slepian too weighed in on the debate in this letter he wrote to the Buffalo News:
They can proudly display their “Abortion Kills Children” bumper stickers on their automobile bumpers, and, of course, contribute to the cost of the billboards the claim, ”Abortion Kills Children.” Every year thousands of them form the “Life Chain” with the same message repeated over and over, printed on hand-held signs . . . But please don't feign surprise, dismay or certainly not innocence when a more volatile, less-restrained member of the group decides to react to their inflammatory rhetoric by shooting an abortion provider. They all share the blame.
Bart Slepian—were he able to roll over and address the nation from his grave—might be saying, "I told you so." As it is, he lays six-feet under ground and any smugness he may have felt has given way to decay.
But what about the speech this serial abortionist would reduce down to "inflammatory rhetoric"?
Unborn babies unearthed from dumpsters, sent off into the sewers by means of high powered garbage disposal units, and couriered to pathology and tissue labs testify to the fact that the passion over aborting babies is more than political bombast. There is a great evil taking place and arguably the bullet that flew forth on Friday, October 23 merely reigned in a small part of the terror.
It all depends on one's worldview.
Apparently no Unborn babies died at the Buffalo GYN Women's Services facility on Saturday, October 24.
Under a biblical worldview it is the innocent Unborn—not those like Slepian—whose protection is commanded. Stopping a killer—if defending innocent human life against such a monster was the goal—is considered nothing short of heroic when it means losing your own (Rom. 5:7).
Instead, all of the forces of government and hell are put in place to protect those who kill babies in the name of "terminating a woman's pregnancy." Some even argue very reasonably that it is the government and the abortion lobby themselves who ought to be blamed for making a man like Bart Slepian into a cold gray corpse. After all, civil protest, picketing, sit-ins, prayer vigils and the like have been squashed under the weight of judicial authority propelled by an abortion lobby bent on removing all public disapproval of the sacrament of abortion.
In a culture that has effectively adopted abortion as a basic right, a fierce competition ensues.
Ultimately every industry becomes subtly linked with blood. Publishers crank out books extolling abortion zealots as heroes for women and suggesting that great conspiracies and deceptions drive the opposing team.
Reporters wishing to work their way up into book deals puppet the abortion-party line. Non-profit groups become blood-soaked by soliciting and distributing contributions among those like Planned Parenthood who steer the abortion train. Roofers drive nails into "clinic" roofs in an effort to keep occupants warm and dry, lest business be disrupted by a leak. Fire fighters waste precious water when flames threaten one of these temples. Couriers, without a shudder of horror, transport macerated infant bodies in freeze-dried containers. Neither snow nor ice nor blood will keep the mailman from delivering to an abortion facility.
Shoppers lay down their dollars at department stores whose corporate owners contribute hundreds of thousands of dollars to the so-called "right to choose" to murder an Unborn baby.
It takes every available industry to make abortion work and by hitching to the train all of society bears the guilt of blood not their own. The faint pink stain of blood touches all, including the Church which tolerates pretenders like a Metropolitan Community Church pastor in Livonia, Michigan who prayed for those "who preach hatred and who fail to see [that] the violence of their words leads to violence of action."
His point was that Christianity's rejection of sins like homosexuality and abortion are all but to blame for any force or act of “crime” against those who engage in such risky and reprehensible behavior.
Engaging individuals and industry in the cause of killing is important. It helps to establish the "us versus them" idea; after all, those who keep the abortion-train on track must justify themselves.
Here it is important that the Church be herded into line so that Her participants—members of the Body—are shunned or otherwise encouraged toward silence and toleration of abortion. Pro-life trials often lack the active support of the family of Christ as leaders take a "wait and see" attitude, as though a jury vote or a judge's decision will ultimately define the morality of one's protest.
Increasingly the line between active participant in abortion, active supporter, tolerant fool and cowardly Christian becomes blurred. It is easy to spot a non-conformist when all of society locks in step with killing and it is here that the fiercest competition arises today.
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I’ve never posted any Patrick Buchanan stuff
before but this one is just too good not to.
He titles it “Weiner and Spitzer – Now More Than Ever”:
“Progressivism leads inevitably to
utter irrationality and eventually political, as well as moral, chaos.”
So writes editor
R.V. Young in the summer issue of Modern Age, the journal of which Russell Kirk
was founding editor.
The magazine
arrived with the latest post from our cultural capital, where the front-runner
in the mayoral race, Anthony Weiner, aka Carlos Danger, has been caught again
“sexting” photos of his privates, this time to a 22-year-old woman.
That broke it for
the New York Times:
“The serially
evasive Mr. Weiner should take his marital troubles and personal compulsions
out of the public eye, away from cameras, off the Web and out of the race for
mayor of New York City.”
And Weiner’s
conduct does seem weird, creepy, crazy. But
it was not illegal. And as it was between consenting adults, was it immoral –
by the standards of modern liberalism?
In 1973, the
“Humanist Manifesto II,” a moral foundation for much of American law, declared:
“The many varieties of sexual exploration should not in themselves be
considered ‘evil.’ … Individuals should be permitted to express their sexual
proclivities and pursue their lifestyles as they desire.”
Is this not what
Anthony was up to? Why, then, the indignation?
Consider how far
we are along the path that liberalism equates with social and moral progress.
Ronald Reagan was the first and is the only divorced and remarried man elected
president.
But the
front-runner in the New York mayor’s race today quit Congress as a serial
texter of lewd photos to anonymous women. The front-runner in the city
comptroller’s race was “Client No. 9″ in the prostitution ring of the convicted
madam who is running against him.
Weiner’s strongest challenger for mayor is a lesbian
about to marry another lesbian. The sitting mayor and governor are divorced and
living with women not their wives. The former mayor’s second wife had to go to
court to stop his girlfriend from showing up at Gracie Mansion.
Weiner looks like
a mainstream liberal.
On cable channels
we hear cries that Weiner is “mentally sick.” Ex-colleague Rep. Jerrold Nadler
says Weiner needs “psychiatric help.”
Whoa, Jerry. Up
to 1973, the American Psychiatric Association said homosexuality was a mental
disorder. The APA now regrets that. And why is Weiner’s private sexting a sign
of mental illness when kids all over America are engaged in the same thing
every day?
Are we, possibly,
a mentally and morally sick society?
Thirty years ago,
homosexual acts were crimes. The Supreme Court has since discovered sodomy to
be a constitutional right. State courts are discovering another new right – of
homosexuals to marry. To call homosexuality unnatural, immoral or a mental
disorder will soon constitute a hate crime in America.
Once we cast
aside morality rooted in religion – as the “Humanist Manifesto II” insists we
do – who draws the line on what is tolerable in the new dispensation?
Upon what moral
ground do we stand to deny a man many wives, should he wish to leave behind
many children, and the wives all consent to the arrangement? Biblically and
historically, polygamy was more acceptable than homosexuality. The second is now a constitutional right.
Why not the first?
Are we not indeed
headed “inevitably to utter irrationality and eventually political, as well as
moral, chaos”?
Mayor Rudy
Giuliani and Sen. Hillary Clinton marched in gay pride parades with the North
American Man/Boy Love Association. Anyone doubt that NAMBLA will one day
succeed in having the age of consent for sex between men and boys dropped into
the middle or low teens?
The federal Food
and Drug Administration has approved over-the-counter sales of birth control
pills to 11-year-old girls. High schools have been handing out condoms, pills
and patches to students for years.
If sex among
teenagers is natural and normal, and homosexual sex is natural and normal, upon
what moral ground does liberalism stand to deny teens the right to consensual
sex with the men and women they love?
Is denying this
not age discrimination? What liberal can be for that?
Years ago, Dr.
Judith Reisman exposed the fraud of Dr. Alfred Kinsey. The only way Kinsey
could have gathered the data for his “Sexual Behavior and the Human Male,” on
how children and even infants supposedly enjoy and benefit from sex, is by
interviewing perverts and child abusers, or conducting the perversions
themselves. Yet, sex with sub-teens is surely on some future progressive
agenda.
One suspects the
Times does not really have any moral objection to what Weiner is up to on his
cellphone. It just does not want the
city it celebrates as America’s citadel of progressivism to be made a staple
of late night comedians – and a running joke for the rest
of us out here in Cracker Country.
However, as America needs to see where progressivism is leading what we used to call God’s country, perhaps it might be well if New York came out of the closet by electing the ticket of Carlos Danger and Client No. 9.
To borrow a
political slogan from ’72 : “Weiner & Spitzer – Now More Than Ever!”
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Don’t worry, guys, Melvin & Maud will continue in the next issue.
I just had to make room for Paddy.
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