*UPDATE* on 2 February. This morning this article was updated, and it falls into my blog thoughts. I pray when the forced killing comes, I have the strength of the heroes I talk about in my post.
I recently wrote to my priest friends, you know, the school I was expelled from. I said to Fr Jared that I worry about raising my kids in today’s society. I said, “please God they come for me first. ” I will explain at the end.
This might not be a happy post, but I will not be silent.
You are probably aware now of the new Reproductive Healthcare laws signed in NY, Delaware, introduced in VA, Vermont, Rhode Island, and California and Oregon are probably thinking “Hold my beer.” Me, I am proud that the governor of my fine commonwealth had the balls to say what he meant in plain language. Hey, props to him for saying he’s fine killing babies with deformities or that may be non-viable, after they have already been born.
California, suck it, we beat you to it.
Before you tell me that isn’t what he meant, it is exactly what the former pediatrician said, on WTOP, on video.
So glad that it’s out in the open. I just have a couple of questions, which, many of you won’t read. I open with a much-maligned man, a Founding Father, who would not sign the Constitution because it did not sufficiently protect the rights of the individual. George Mason, and in the Virginia Declaration of Rights, says.;
That all men are by nature equally free and independent and have certain inherent rights, of which, when they enter into a state of society, they cannot, by any compact, deprive or divest their posterity; namely, the enjoyment of life and liberty, with the means of acquiring and possessing property, and pursuing and obtaining happiness and safety.
Man, they were eloquent. GMU, my alma mater, is a liberal University, but these words are the basis of our Constitutional Bill of Rights. Did you know that? Yup, and Mason wrote it and started it in 1776.
So, my first question, VA lawmakers, when does the right to enjoy life, liberty, property, happiness, and safety begin? According to our Governor, after mommy and doctor decide. I won’t argue that I guess, he has a very eloquent take on keeping legislators out of personal business, just like Cuomo in NY. That’s what they say, keep your laws off my body, right?
What about that kid’s body?
Oh let’s get over the bull crap charade that you think it’s a clump of cells, you know it is human and a person. It’s just inconvenient, isn’t it? I mean, you know how babies are made, ergo you know what could happen. So get rid of it, it’s inconvenient. Kill the weak by the strong.
There are so many comparisons I could draw upon, my history background is strong. But I am not going to. You know why? Because you won’t care anyway.
Oh, the ones who agree with me care, but the rest of you will skip this, because it is too divisive, or complex, or whatever.
I read this great paper from 2012, by two philosophers. They argued in a long paper that post-birth abortion should be ok. They didn’t want to call it infanticide, because an infant is not a person, just like a fetus isn’t a person, or a mentally disabled isn’t a person. Oh, they are human, just not persons. I highly encourage you all to read it, it is quite eye-opening and the basis of a lot of NY and VA laws.
So why me first? Because I remember a time when people were dragged into the street and summarily executed because they weren’t considered persons in the same sense. Or they weren’t considered persons in the sense that they helped society. Or they had the wrong political views. Or the wrong religion. In fact, I lived there. And what I am seeing with my trained eye is a return to those times, ironically the first time we would experience it in the US, but definitely on a global scale. If you don’t see it, you aren’t paying attention.
When that time comes, and it will, soon, I pray they kill me first. I will gladly offer myself instead of the innocent. And why not? I’m not viable. I have a massive deformity. I am no more a person than the infant, or fetus, because I am incapable of living on my own, or without reliance on another. Kill me first, and spare my family, so that maybe they can rebuild a civilization from the one you have destroyed.
As you can tell Reader-land, I’m very upset. Not for me, but for the world my children will live in. I cannot be silent in the face of evil and I don’t give a damn if you disagree with, because for once in my life, I am right.