Opus 2013-29: RTL Sunday

Did you know that “abortion stops a beating heart”?  It does.  By the time a woman knows she is pregnant the child is a recognizable human being, tiny but recognizable.  It is not a blob of tissue.  If you don’t believe it check out some of the sonogram images.

Today has been designated Right to Life Sunday.  It is the day we remember the decision handed down 1973 by the Supreme Court in Roe v Wade.  Millions of children are not with us today because of that decision.  Millions of women are suffering emotional trauma because of that decision.  It ranks up with the Dred Scott Decision and Plessy v Ferguson.  It is another case that proves the court is not always right.

Some people designate it “Sanctity of Human Life Sunday.”  I do not like that title.  It commemorates a multiplied tragedy.  Abortion is an evil on our world.  I don’t want to take anything away from that but I don’t like the word “sanctity” being used here. 

Life is not sacred in the sense that it is to be maintained at all cost.  It is precious.  It is guaranteed in the Declaration of Independence.  But it is a part of the package.  If life was sacred then all of the soldiers, firemen and police officers that have given their lives in service to others would be just a joke.  They would have thrown away something precious for nothing.

When a soldier dies protecting his country he gives his life for the greater good.  When a citizen sacrifices their life to save a child from a careening car, he has done a noble thing. 

On the other side, although I believe abortion is wrong I have not problem with capital punishment.  Certain crimes deserve the death penalty.  It is not to be administered lightly or without safe-guards but a serial killer does not deserve to live on the tax payers’ dime for decades.  I do not believe it is inconsistent to be against abortion and for the death penalty.  One takes an innocent life for personal convenience.  The other rids society of evil. 

Millions of innocent children killed.  Unmeasurable talent destroyed.  A blot on the soul of the nation.

Now you know how I feel about it.

homo unius libri