Abortion is one of the inalienable rights found in the liberal armor. There is nothing more important, and now they’re not only demanding abortion on demand at any point in the pregnancy, they’re celebrating abortion in video. We recently were treated to a video of a woman having an abortion and how she felt while it was happening. They did leave out the body parts of the unborn child, though we can’t understand why. If you’re going to celebrate something, let’s see all of it so we know just what you’re celebrating.
These abortion videos are absolutely no different than ISIS, or any of the hundreds of Islamic terror organizations, posting videos of beheadings. They’re just as proud of their acts as are these depraved women who are celebrating abortion and the death of their children.
Here’s the latest version of perversion, featuring Scottish “poet” Leyla Josephine, celebrating her decision to abort her daughter. It’s being promoted by the leftist site Huffington Post. Please note, there are no links to the depraved leftist sites, we refuse to give them traffic. You can use Mr. Google if you need to see the evidence.
From Life News, here’s an excellent commentary. We’re frankly too angry to write a better one. Ours would have have too many words with ** in them.
In the video Josephine, decked out in military camouflage, justifies herself in part by saying that she would have been willing to serve as a sacrifice to abortion just as she offered her daughter to the idol of “choice.”
“I would’ve supported her right to choose – to choose a life for herself, a path for herself. I would’ve died for that right like she died for mine,” she said.
In the next rhyming line, she addresses her unborn daughter: “I’m sorry, but you came at the wrong time.”
“I am not ashamed. I am not ashamed. I am not ashamed,” she continues – a phrase she repeats a total of six times. She repeats the phrase “This is my body” three times. (She also takes the Lord’s name in vain once.)
In the early part of the video, she describes her belief that her child was a girl and imagines a life where she had given birth to her daughter.
“I know she was a she,” she says. “I would have made sure that there was space on the walls to measure her height,” she adds. “I would have made sure I was a good mother.”
At one point she appears to describe the emotional aftermath of her choice as “a hollowness that feels full, a numbness that feels heavy.”
But she later calls the idea that her child was a girl or a boy “bull—t” and affirms, yet again, she is not ashamed.
This provokes a few observations:
1. If she knew her child’s sex, she must have had a late-term abortion. Our gentle, healing restoration is needed in a world marred by so much aggression and anger in the name of political orthodoxy.
2. Fr. Frank Pavone has written, ”Did you ever realize that the same four words that were used by the Lord Jesus to save the world are also used by abortion advocates? ‘This is My Body.’” To paraphrase him, he notes the difference. One, by surrendering His life on the Cross, gave life to the world. The abortion industry uses this phrase to impose its will on the bodies of separate, living human beings who have not harmed anyone.
3. The most chilling phrase in the video is her statement, “I would’ve supported her right to choose…I would’ve died for that right like she died for mine.”
First of all, her daughter did not die for the “right to choose.” Her daughter was not sacrificed for the inalienable “good” of keeping abortion-on-demand legal (and, in the UK, taxpayer-subsidized). Politicians are bribed to maintain it; no baby needs to die for it. Josephine’s child died because HuffPo‘s hero of the moment chose not to carry the baby to term and place him/her in the hands of loving adoptive parents who would have cherished her baby – whether it was actually male, female, or intersex.
Josephine describes the emotions that actually led to the abortion only metaphorically – e.g., she compares the abortion to chopping down a cherry tree – but that angst is the root (so to speak) of the abortion, not the great and grand cause of assuring that other women have the right to go through the same soul-crushing grief.
That intimation that her daughter died for “choice” – that she offered her baby as a living sacrifice on the altar of abortion – confirms the darkest rhetoric of the pro-life movement: That for some in the movement, abortion is sometimes regarded as an idol.
And that raises one other, more universally held question: What kind of parent asks his son or daughter to die for the “right” to abortion? Parents are supposed to be the one who sacrificially care for their children, who forsake their own comfort, who do whatever is necessary – even die – to keep their children safe, healthy, and well. Josephine’s blithe, “Sorry, but you came at the wrong time” sounds as hollow as a gangland assassin’s apology to the family caught in the crossfire of a drive-by shooting. Abortion severs the love that God, or Mother Nature, or evolution, or whatever you choose to believe in placed within every pregnant woman to link the mother to her child.
The abortion lobby’s rhetoric, which increasingly disregards the value of unborn life, is untethered by the bonds of human compassion, is fundamentally selfish and cold-blooded, and lacks a sense of humanity and brotherhood to the point of obliterating maternal love itself.
“Will a woman forget her child, so as not to have compassion upon the offspring of her womb?” God asks through the prophet Isaiah. “But if a woman should even forget these, yet I will not forget thee, saith the Lord.”
The pro-life movement exists precisely to set this upside-down order aright, to reinstate the natural love and compassion everyone should have for all of God’s creation – most especially that between a mother and the innocent child she has helped create and fashion with her own DNA.
Ms. Josephine, here are a couple of parting thoughts.
First, you’re not much of a “poet.”
Next, you are butcher, not one whit different that the ISIS butchers. You are a terrorist. No doubt one day you’ll face the wrong you’ve done. No doubt it will be too late for you to repent. The little girl you butchered will spend eternity in the arms of God You, you murdering bitch, will spend eternity in the fire of Hell.
And it will be a well deserve roasting.
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