The Culture of Death
These stories warrant a break from my blogfast:
Now begins the slow, painful process of starvation for Terri Schiavo. Her nurses will put Vaseline on her lips to prevent cracking, so the silent woman's suffering won't upset those who have to see her.
Here's another milestone in Western Civilization's descent into barbarism [via Seattle Catholic]:
The baby in question was "more than 24 weeks" old. Here's what a 24-week aborted fetus looks like, from Blackgenocide.org:
"Mommy, I'm sorry about my lip, but did you have to..."
"Yes," answered the Enemy, as the child's mother wasn't listening. "You're mother had to do what she did. She did it for you. The other kids might have laughed at you. Your quality of life would have been markedly lower than theirs. And imagine the inconvenience you would have caused your parents! Their life-style might have been threatened. What's more, your lip, even after surgery, might have made other people uncomfortable. We can't have that now, can we, in our brave new world? So shut up and let me get back to the beautiful people."
Pro dolorosa Eius passione, miserere nobis et totius mundi.
These stories warrant a break from my blogfast:
Now begins the slow, painful process of starvation for Terri Schiavo. Her nurses will put Vaseline on her lips to prevent cracking, so the silent woman's suffering won't upset those who have to see her.
Here's another milestone in Western Civilization's descent into barbarism [via Seattle Catholic]:
The baby in question was "more than 24 weeks" old. Here's what a 24-week aborted fetus looks like, from Blackgenocide.org:
"Mommy, I'm sorry about my lip, but did you have to..."
"Yes," answered the Enemy, as the child's mother wasn't listening. "You're mother had to do what she did. She did it for you. The other kids might have laughed at you. Your quality of life would have been markedly lower than theirs. And imagine the inconvenience you would have caused your parents! Their life-style might have been threatened. What's more, your lip, even after surgery, might have made other people uncomfortable. We can't have that now, can we, in our brave new world? So shut up and let me get back to the beautiful people."
Pro dolorosa Eius passione, miserere nobis et totius mundi.
Redeemed by Our Savior, I work out my salvation with fear and trembling in Pohang, South Korea, where I live with my wife, daughter, and son and teach English at a science and technology university. Baptized a Methodist and raised a Missouri Synod Lutheran in Buffalo, NY, I spent six years as a guest of the Anglican Communion before being received by the Grace of God into the One Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church on the Feast of Saint Andrew, my patron, anno domini 2002.
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