Posted on 01/21/2003 1:09:58 PM PST by victim soul
It's hard to believe I have been writing a weekly opinion column for five years now, but some anniversaries are even more unbelievable. With only tiny revisions, such as substituting the number "30" for "25," I would like to share again the following column, which was first published in January 1998. Sadly, little has changed in five years: Other than my mom, I would guess they are the three women who have most shaped my opinions and outlook, especially on this subject.
When "Cindy" was born, there were complications. The life of the mother was in danger. The doctors came to her father and asked, "Which one should we save? Mother or child?"
Father looked at them dumbfounded. "I won't make that decision," he insisted. "Save them both."
Despite the fact that it was 1950 and the world of medicine was primitive compared to what we know now, the doctors did save them both. Mother lived another 25 years, daughter will be 53 soon.
The cases of "Sarah" and "Samantha" are tougher. Each was raped. Each became pregnant.
Sarah had the baby, who is now an adult and the joy of her mother's life, this child conceived in a brutal moment of hate.
Samantha had an abortion, and she is a haunted woman. Every year for more than two decades now, she cries on the day when the child would have been born, this child conceived in a brutal moment of hate.
Because I have known these women, and because science and common sense tell me a separate human life is created at conception, if I could do only one thing with my life, I would spend it trying to eliminate abortion. All abortion. Don't compound the evil of rape or incest by killing an innocent.
Don't make an exception "to save the life of the mother"; save them both.
It's not about women's right to choose. It's about a separate human being who has a different blood type than his or her mother, who has measurable brain waves and can feel pain before mother even knows she's pregnant.
There are, thankfully, precious few women who make this "choice" without agonizing over it. In fact, most whom I've met felt they had no choice. It usually was a man's choice, not the woman's choice. It was the boyfriend, the father, the husband - God help them - who told the frightened and anxious mother, "You have to get an abortion."
Abortion clinics are places of tears, because most women don't want to kill their babies. They feel they have no choice.
Abortion is the best friend a man ever had. We don't want the responsibility of children, and now we don't have to have it. "Call the clinic, girl, I'll pay for it. It's a lot cheaper than having the kid."
This week brings the 30th anniversary of the U.S. Supreme Court decision that made this all possible, the decision that said human life is not sacred, the decision that said the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness does not apply to all human life across the board.
To my parents' generation, Dec. 7, 1941, was a day of infamy, because it brought a sneak attack on American lives, unspeakable horror, and the beginning of a war we could not afford to lose. In my lifetime, Jan. 22, 1973, is the greatest day of infamy for the exact same reasons. The worst part is, the war has never ended. Lives are being lost every day.
Bluhm is the editor of the Door County Advocate and former managing editor of The Green Bay News-Chronicle. His column runs Tuesdays.
Contact him via e-mail at warren@doorcountyadvocate.com
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Even if we are not apathetic, beyond sponsoring pro-life pregnancy centers, what can we do to fight this war on our unborn children? It IS a war, and people die in wars; right now the dying is 99.9999999+% unborn infants, with an ocassional abortion doctor thrown in for the liberal press to denounce as a terrible hate crime. This, when the holocaust of defensless, womb-bound humans continues unchecked and, further, unheralded by the great protector of the freedom of speech and freedom (BARF), the american (small "a" on purpose) media.
How does one address the accountability issue before the throne of God when asked, on judgement day, "What did YOU do to try to stop the murder of so many of my children?"
It's like we are in Nazi Germany in the 1940's, burying our heads in the sand over the issue of death camps. I can legally pull my CCW and shoot someone who is trying to harm a child or adult, but I am forced to watch, helpless, as a pregnant woman enters a clinic where satan's priests draped in the robes of medical doctors wait to tear tiny humans to shreds....
It's not like I haven't "been around" some; it's just that there are some things I just can't handle because I don't know what to about it.
Baby David in the link on post #4 has been murdered and harvested to line someone's pockets. Some say the Viet Nam "war" was for the same purpose, with American GI's and enemy soldiers dying for someone's fiscal gain. I dunno, but whateverthecase, the womb-bound are being murdered with impunity in the western world in general, and the USA in particular, and I don't know what to do about it!
As you say, "God help us all."
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