I have been reeling over the trial of Dr. Kermit Gosnell, abortion doctor and racist butcher of women. Haven’t heard about it? Only a precious few news outlets have had the balls to cover the story. Read it here, please, in all its grizzly detail. The blood of beheaded children, and that of dead and damaged women demands your attention.
I posted this Atlantic article on my Facebook page. One pro-choice friend retorted, after citing the 16 million children who live in poverty, that within the US we “have not proven ourselves able of sustaining and nurturing all our children, collectively, after they’re born. It seems irresponsible to demand that people have children that our country cannot afford or support.”
Do you hear the smack of Nazism in this statement? “The State” cannot afford to keep these unborn children alive. Just like the Nazi’s felt it inefficient to keep the disabled, the Jew, or otherwise undesirables alive. So we have come to the same conclusion as the Nazi’s. We dehumanize people, so that we can exterminate them.
We are the German town that sees the steam engine pulling into the station dragging car after car of degraded Jews. We watch as the cargo is unloaded and then see the train chug away with only empty cars in tow. We smell the stench. We see the smoke rising from the furnace chimney. And then we go off to the grocer and complain about the price of gas. We erect mental and emotional walls so that we don’t have to confront the unthinkable-and-completely-legal crime that is playing itself out just down the road. Or we believe the lie that those dirty Jews aren’t really people anyway, so we can do with them as we wish.
But then we read a story like Dr. Gosnell’s, and we are forced to walk to the outskirts of our tidy lives and look into a mass grave of decaying, mutilated bodies. We see the expressions of anguish on the faces of the victims- real, precious, unique people, each with the stamp of individual design on them. None exactly like another, but all sharing the vacant eyes of one whose life was taken violently, unable to escape, for they were caged. They were burned, dismembered, or beheaded. Then naked and unwhole, they are discarded, while state-funded aides prep the next room.
The gruesome images from Dr. Gosnell’s trial shock us- because they happened on the outside, where the snuffing out of life could be seen and the tormented cries could be heard. The truth is, infanticide within the womb is equally as horrifying. We can just more easily dehumanize the victims on the inside because we can’t see the dismemberment as it happens, or hear the wailing.
But that baby in the picture, the one that pro-abortion advocates call a “fetus” looks a lot like a real baby. A lot like my babies, as a matter of fact. And we come to the honest conclusion that those “fetuses” are actually people. And abortion is murder.
And this is a holocaust.
We see that we have tried to soften that reality by using language like “choice” or “procedure” or “ensuring fetal demise.” And the media encouraged those delusions, so that we could continue to live in our comfortable world, undisturbed by the inconvenience of suffering innocents.
But after peering into the mass grave, we can no longer medicate our souls against this raw evil by using sanitized terms. The media’s silence on the true nature of the death camp now shouts to our conscience that we have been pro-(our own)-life at the expense of the lives of others. We can no longer deny that the victims of these crimes were children. And they are being murdered by the thousands, every day of every year, year after year after year after year.
And the trains roll in and the trains roll out.