Information on Abortion
March 24th 2008 20:08
In case anyone has managed to miss it, there has been quite a battle going on concerning abortion on another blog. Really Long Link is where you can find it. It was written as a Bible study for Christians and has gotten a huge amount of attention. (As well it should!)
Anyone who has read my blogs concerning abortion knows that I am extremely pro-life. So it shouldn't be a surprise to anyone that I have something to say on the subject, right? I read a comment by Ahmed on the aforementioned blog concerning women and what information they get prior to killing their babies. As I didn't want to use up all TBT's space with a rant, I decided to do it here, instead. Besides, TBT is getting quite enough heat and I didn't want to make it worse.
O.K. Say you're fifteen and your teacher has just delivered you to the abortion clinic because you think your parents might not like the fact that your 22 year old "boyfriend" (to whom they strenuously object) has managed to get you pregnant. The sex-ed. teacher has lectured about "choice" and how it's "your body" and how nothing is ever really wrong. She showed you how to use condoms, but he didn't like the idea, so you had unprotected sex. Of course you thought it was the flu when you started barfing every morning. And you believed you were just "getting fat" when your clothes suddenly seemed to get tighter. When you had to go to the bathroom several times in a row, you thought maybe you had an infection of some sort. And your periods were never all that regular, anyway.
So you tell your best friend that maybe you're sick. You tell her about your symptoms and she laughs.
"You're not sick, silly! You're pregnant!"
"What do I do? My folks hate Barry and they'll get really mad if I tell them," you complain.
"Just do what I did. Tell Miss Brown and she'll take care of everything, you'll see. It's a piece of cake. No big deal!" she giggles.
"Are we talking about an abortion?" you ask, worried because your pastor discussed it in church and you thought maybe it was wrong, from the things he said.
"Yep. That's the word. But it's your choice. Nobody can tell you not to do it and you won't get into any trouble for it. Miss Brown says she's had five of them and it didn't hurt a bit. You just concentrate on something pretty and the doctor does his thing. Then everything is fine. That's the way it was for me. Really! It's no big deal!" she reassures you.
Still a little uncertain, you take your friends advice and go to the teacher with your problem.
"It's nothing, honey, you'll see. Can you tell your folks that your spending the night with a friend on Friday? We can get an appointment for Saturday morning and by the time you get home, it will all be over and you never have to worry about it again," she said confidently.
"But my pastor said that babies are killed in abortions. He said that it's wrong. It's in the Bible..." you stammer, more confused than ever.
"It isn't wrong. The law says that it's your body and your choice. The Supreme Court made it all right. You aren't sinning! You're being wise and sensible and exercizing your freedom to choose. That's a very important thing, you know!" she smiles.
Saturday morning you're sitting in the doctors office at Planned Parenthood, waiting your turn. There are three other girls in the waiting room with you. One is crying and patting her belly, so you ask her what's wrong.
"My boyfriend doesn't want the baby. I do, but he'll leave me if I keep it..." she sobs. She isn't much older than you are.
"Don't be stupid!" another girl laughs. She has a big belly, a few tatoos and multiple piercings. "I was hoping my old man would pay out the ass if I got pregnant and it almost worked. Well, his wife called and threatened to kick my ass if I didn't back off. So here I am. Yours'll be easy, I'm almost eight months along and it'll take a long time to get rid of this one. You're really lucky you got here before it got to be such a big deal! You'll be fine," she chuckles, patting her round belly. "Bye bye little bastard," she laughs.
The third girl turns pale but says nothing.
The nurse calls you and you stand up on shaking legs, uncertain what to do. She takes you by the hand and leads you to a small office with a bed (complete with metal stirrups).
"Take off your clothes and lie down. Put your feet in the stirrups," she says mechanically.
"What will happen then?" you ask, timidly.
"The doctor will be in shortly to conduct the procedure," she snaps. "That is why you're here, isn't it?"
"Yes... but I don't understand what happens. Can you tell me something?" you beg.
"What do you want to know? He'll come in and either do a D and C" (that's Dilation and Curetment, folks, in case you didn't know) "or he'll have to use forceps and remove the tissue in pieces. Depends on how far along you are. He'll be here shortly," she adds as she leaves you along in the cold, sterile room.
After a few more minutes the "doctor" steps in, gown, mask and gloves already in place. He sits at the end of the table and forces your legs apart, then he reaches for a tool on the steel table next to him...
O.K. You got information, didn't you? You were told that it was your body and your choice and that the Supreme Court approved of it. The nurse gave you a brief, clinical explanation of what was to happen. Are you happy with your "choice" would you like to know more before anything else happens? How about a few salient facts for starters?
Dilation and Curetment is a very common method of abortion. The mother has a little discomfort and is encouraged to concentrate on something happy so she isn't aware of what is happening. But here's the fact of the matter. The doctor inserts a steel device into your cervix and runs an instrument inside your uterus, tearing your baby to pieces. Then he shoves a tube in to replace the probe and turns on a motor which sucks the dead baby out of you and down a drain. Isn't that lovely?
The further along your pregnancy has gone, the more complicated the "procedure." The 8 month pregnant girl in the waiting room will be having a "partial birth abortion." She will either be given something to induce labor, deliver the child and the doctor will make sure it doesn't survive (Barak Obama voted in favor of this when he was a senator in Illinois, folks). Or he will spend up to three days turning the baby so it's head leaves the birth canal. Then he ties its tiny feet with a wire and pulls it out, feet first. As the little head enters the birth canal and is about to be born, he hyper-extends the neck until the back of the skull is showing. The he jams a pair of scissors into the skull and uses a tube to suck the baby's brains out, collapsing the skull. If the child manages to pop out prematurely, still alive, the good "doctor" either fails to tie the umbilical cord so the child bleeds to death or he places something over it's face to suffocate it. Either way, your baby dies. (Barak Obama supported this, don't forget). Hillary likes abortion, too, by the way, even though she pretends to want them "Safe, legal and rare."
There's the information. That's what abortion is, folks. Women don't get pregnant with "unviable lumps of tissue" or vegetables or minerals. They are pregnant with CHILDREN. Some of the pro-abortion crowd have even suggested that some form of anesthetic be administered so that the baby doesn't suffer (too much) as it is being killed. Isn't that nice of them...?
Another little piece of information that most women (and girls) don't get is that they can go through depression, become suicidal, wind up sterile (which only matters if they want to get pregnant again and not decide to kill it), or that they still might bleed to death after the "procedure" is completed and the baby is dead.
I saw a series of glass jars once. Each one contained a dead baby. One was at one month, one at two, one at three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and one full term baby. There wasn't any doubt what was in the jars, folks. If all pregnant women who are considering abortions had to spend an hour in a room with those dead babies, the abortion rate would drop dramatically, don't ya think?
Anyone who has read my blogs concerning abortion knows that I am extremely pro-life. So it shouldn't be a surprise to anyone that I have something to say on the subject, right? I read a comment by Ahmed on the aforementioned blog concerning women and what information they get prior to killing their babies. As I didn't want to use up all TBT's space with a rant, I decided to do it here, instead. Besides, TBT is getting quite enough heat and I didn't want to make it worse.
O.K. Say you're fifteen and your teacher has just delivered you to the abortion clinic because you think your parents might not like the fact that your 22 year old "boyfriend" (to whom they strenuously object) has managed to get you pregnant. The sex-ed. teacher has lectured about "choice" and how it's "your body" and how nothing is ever really wrong. She showed you how to use condoms, but he didn't like the idea, so you had unprotected sex. Of course you thought it was the flu when you started barfing every morning. And you believed you were just "getting fat" when your clothes suddenly seemed to get tighter. When you had to go to the bathroom several times in a row, you thought maybe you had an infection of some sort. And your periods were never all that regular, anyway.
So you tell your best friend that maybe you're sick. You tell her about your symptoms and she laughs.
"You're not sick, silly! You're pregnant!"
"What do I do? My folks hate Barry and they'll get really mad if I tell them," you complain.
"Just do what I did. Tell Miss Brown and she'll take care of everything, you'll see. It's a piece of cake. No big deal!" she giggles.
"Are we talking about an abortion?" you ask, worried because your pastor discussed it in church and you thought maybe it was wrong, from the things he said.
"Yep. That's the word. But it's your choice. Nobody can tell you not to do it and you won't get into any trouble for it. Miss Brown says she's had five of them and it didn't hurt a bit. You just concentrate on something pretty and the doctor does his thing. Then everything is fine. That's the way it was for me. Really! It's no big deal!" she reassures you.
Still a little uncertain, you take your friends advice and go to the teacher with your problem.
"It's nothing, honey, you'll see. Can you tell your folks that your spending the night with a friend on Friday? We can get an appointment for Saturday morning and by the time you get home, it will all be over and you never have to worry about it again," she said confidently.
"But my pastor said that babies are killed in abortions. He said that it's wrong. It's in the Bible..." you stammer, more confused than ever.
"It isn't wrong. The law says that it's your body and your choice. The Supreme Court made it all right. You aren't sinning! You're being wise and sensible and exercizing your freedom to choose. That's a very important thing, you know!" she smiles.
Saturday morning you're sitting in the doctors office at Planned Parenthood, waiting your turn. There are three other girls in the waiting room with you. One is crying and patting her belly, so you ask her what's wrong.
"My boyfriend doesn't want the baby. I do, but he'll leave me if I keep it..." she sobs. She isn't much older than you are.
"Don't be stupid!" another girl laughs. She has a big belly, a few tatoos and multiple piercings. "I was hoping my old man would pay out the ass if I got pregnant and it almost worked. Well, his wife called and threatened to kick my ass if I didn't back off. So here I am. Yours'll be easy, I'm almost eight months along and it'll take a long time to get rid of this one. You're really lucky you got here before it got to be such a big deal! You'll be fine," she chuckles, patting her round belly. "Bye bye little bastard," she laughs.
The third girl turns pale but says nothing.
The nurse calls you and you stand up on shaking legs, uncertain what to do. She takes you by the hand and leads you to a small office with a bed (complete with metal stirrups).
"Take off your clothes and lie down. Put your feet in the stirrups," she says mechanically.
"What will happen then?" you ask, timidly.
"The doctor will be in shortly to conduct the procedure," she snaps. "That is why you're here, isn't it?"
"Yes... but I don't understand what happens. Can you tell me something?" you beg.
"What do you want to know? He'll come in and either do a D and C" (that's Dilation and Curetment, folks, in case you didn't know) "or he'll have to use forceps and remove the tissue in pieces. Depends on how far along you are. He'll be here shortly," she adds as she leaves you along in the cold, sterile room.
After a few more minutes the "doctor" steps in, gown, mask and gloves already in place. He sits at the end of the table and forces your legs apart, then he reaches for a tool on the steel table next to him...
O.K. You got information, didn't you? You were told that it was your body and your choice and that the Supreme Court approved of it. The nurse gave you a brief, clinical explanation of what was to happen. Are you happy with your "choice" would you like to know more before anything else happens? How about a few salient facts for starters?
Dilation and Curetment is a very common method of abortion. The mother has a little discomfort and is encouraged to concentrate on something happy so she isn't aware of what is happening. But here's the fact of the matter. The doctor inserts a steel device into your cervix and runs an instrument inside your uterus, tearing your baby to pieces. Then he shoves a tube in to replace the probe and turns on a motor which sucks the dead baby out of you and down a drain. Isn't that lovely?
The further along your pregnancy has gone, the more complicated the "procedure." The 8 month pregnant girl in the waiting room will be having a "partial birth abortion." She will either be given something to induce labor, deliver the child and the doctor will make sure it doesn't survive (Barak Obama voted in favor of this when he was a senator in Illinois, folks). Or he will spend up to three days turning the baby so it's head leaves the birth canal. Then he ties its tiny feet with a wire and pulls it out, feet first. As the little head enters the birth canal and is about to be born, he hyper-extends the neck until the back of the skull is showing. The he jams a pair of scissors into the skull and uses a tube to suck the baby's brains out, collapsing the skull. If the child manages to pop out prematurely, still alive, the good "doctor" either fails to tie the umbilical cord so the child bleeds to death or he places something over it's face to suffocate it. Either way, your baby dies. (Barak Obama supported this, don't forget). Hillary likes abortion, too, by the way, even though she pretends to want them "Safe, legal and rare."
There's the information. That's what abortion is, folks. Women don't get pregnant with "unviable lumps of tissue" or vegetables or minerals. They are pregnant with CHILDREN. Some of the pro-abortion crowd have even suggested that some form of anesthetic be administered so that the baby doesn't suffer (too much) as it is being killed. Isn't that nice of them...?
Another little piece of information that most women (and girls) don't get is that they can go through depression, become suicidal, wind up sterile (which only matters if they want to get pregnant again and not decide to kill it), or that they still might bleed to death after the "procedure" is completed and the baby is dead.
I saw a series of glass jars once. Each one contained a dead baby. One was at one month, one at two, one at three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and one full term baby. There wasn't any doubt what was in the jars, folks. If all pregnant women who are considering abortions had to spend an hour in a room with those dead babies, the abortion rate would drop dramatically, don't ya think?
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Comment by Jesse Mitchell
Comment by TBT
Comment by S.L Bradish
Comment by Harmony
There is at least one Person involved in the creation/procreation of that CHILD who loves it with all He's worth. That One and His Love is the important thing. That One loves the mother of the child and the father of the child as well as the child He created.
There is no need to fear, though the reality of the situation is so real. "Consider the lilies of the field... the birds of the air..." God, who through whatever situation the woman conceived, willed the life of the CHILD into being. He chose THAT womb as this CHILD's sanctuary. He trusted THAT woman with His new, unrepeatable creation, unique in all eternity.
This is not a potential CHILD, but a CHILD WITH POTENTIAL. This is not a POTENTIAL MOTHER, but a MOTHER WITH POTENTIAL. We may not consider her fit to be a mother. Sorry, God did. He knows what powers He placed in each one of us and gifts us accordingly. So what is society to do about this situation of unwanted mothers and unwanted babies? What is to be done to counteract the legislation of murder? Yes, do all the politically effective things... power of the pen, word, voice, wallet.... But perhaps there is someone else out there with the courage of a widdow in Sacramento, California. She started a home for mothers in distress. She is the "grandmother" of hundreds of babies born while their mother's were at her facility escaping fearsome situations that could have sent them to Planned unParenthood. Her focus is on making these women the best moms they can be. She gets up at 3:00 AM to go to Church to pray for each of her charges for an hour. Her day is spent being a mother to these mothers. What a gal! But the funds she deserves go to P.P. to murder. Say what?
Children are potential citizens of heaven. Why on earth do we think God creates them? That's His plan! He wants to fill his "dining hall" with as many souls as He can create. But He chose to do it through us. What an awesome gift! So lets get cooperating! There really is plenty of earth for each one of God's Children!
Comment by S.L. Bradish
Comment by Anonymous
Grow a brain.
Comment by S.L. Bradish
If you think for one second, Anonymous, that killing a baby makes everything "wonderful" after a rape or a failed "romance" you're dead wrong.
And just, FYI, not one mother has ever been saved by partial birth abortion. Not ONE! If a woman in the last of her pregnancy is in distress, the baby can be induced or taken Caesarian to the benefit of both. Partial birth abortion is a lengthy and gruesome process that takes days to complete. It's only purpose is to kiill a full term child and financially benefit the "doctor." Barack Obama voted to insure that if a child should manage to survive a late term abortion it was not to be allowed to live. Wow, he's as big a monster as you are, isn't he?