Tagged: abortion

The End Times, or Out With a Whimper

The bigger they are, the harder they fall. At this moment, the United States of America, the biggest and most definitive political development of the modern era, is in the process of falling so hard, and so fast, that the axis-shifting dent its crash leaves in the Earth’s crust might provide clues as to how the dinosaurs became extinct. It is a shoo-in,...

Progressive Life Imitates Dystopian Art

A few weeks ago, New York legislators passed a new state abortion law essentially declaring open season on all living fetuses up to the moment of birth. (I wrote about it here.) In celebration of this triumph of the religion of death, New York governor Andrew Cuomo, apparently in symbolic honor of the needles used to exterminate life, had the World Trade Center...

New York Values

New York State legislators and other criminal minds are cheering today because Governor Andrew Cuomo has signed into law a bill essentially removing all restrictions on abortion at any stage of pregnancy, right up to natural birth. In other words, a bunch of people who want to kill babies are cheering because they just passed a law to make this easier. Okay, I...

Shameless in Iowa

Recently, Iowa’s governor signed a bill banning most abortions after the fetal heartbeat can be detected. Now, in an assault on everything that makes humans a marginally worthwhile species, Planned Parenthood is erecting billboards featuring larger-than-life pictures of “real women” declaring, “I had an abortion, and I’m not apologizing,” while urging passersby to “Say abortion.” I know there are people who refuse, for...

Let’s See What We Missed

A brief comment or two regarding a few stories we overlooked (i.e., happily ignored) during the Christmas holiday here in Limbo: A Texas public school teacher tried to sell her own eighth-grade female relative to a group of Moroccan men, posting photos of her online and promising the men that the girl was a virgin. Meanwhile, a popular YouTube channel aimed at children...

The Net Value of Abortion

Chelsea Clinton, whose voice sounds eerily like her mother’s, was speaking during a stop of something called the “Rise up for Roe Tour,” when she suddenly broke into the Clinton female’s equivalent of song — i.e., an inarticulate, trance-like drone — to praise the great god, Death, as only a Clinton can. “Whether you fundamentally care about reproductive rights and access right, because...

On Our Moral Certainties

Because we live in our society, in our time, we cannot avoid exposure to the dominant moral atmosphere and the tenor of discourse around us. Growing up in a peculiar kind of social environment, the things that are considered “normal” in that environment inevitably come to feel normal to us too — and that includes the things about which we have reservations, or...

Abortion: The Colosseum for the Progressive Age

An age of hedonistic paganism, with its concomitant popular reverence for its one true god, Pleasure, is subject to a special moral blindness, namely the inclination — even the need — to pursue amusements that overwhelm natural empathy. Why? Perhaps because enjoying blood sports and their analogues demonstrates the hedonist’s pious devotion to Pleasure most fully, by elevating gratification above even life itself....

On Friday, Ireland Voted to Kill You

The following is an open letter to an unknown girl, one without a name, one without a friend, and, as of Friday, May 25th, if Ireland’s abortion-legalization referendum goes as expected, one without a future on this Earth. For communicative convenience, I will do this child, whom I’ll never meet, an honor her mother wasn’t willing to grant her, namely naming her: “Emily.”...

Of Down Syndrome, Death, and Deer

A few days ago, an editor at the Washington Post contributed an op-ed explaining that although she has never had to face the decision herself, were test results to reveal that her fetus had Down syndrome, she would certainly abort it. After all, she “reasoned,” this would not be the baby she wanted. Progressives everywhere proclaimed this writer’s merciless self-absorption “brave.” This is...