Inconvenient baby killed for mother’s right to choose, but gets a bad poem in its honor

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For most of the time since Roe v. Wade and Doe v. Bolton were decided, even pro-abort liberals were of the opinion that abortion was a last resort. This culminated in Clinton’s famous promise to keep abortion “safe, legal, and rare.” That consensus is evaporating as pro-life forces are winning significant victories within the corrupt legal structure laid out in Roe v. Wade. With each victory, the pro-abort side becomes more strident and ghoulish.

A couple of weeks ago I wrote about Texas gubernatorial Wendy Davis (see Wendy Davis and the ennobling of abortion) who writes in her own memoir about killing one of her babies in utero:

The unborn baby’s heart was “quieted” by her doctor, and their baby was gone. She was delivered by cesarean section in spring 1997, the memoir says.

Davis wrote that she and her then-husband, Jeff, spent time with Tate the next day and had her baptized. They cried, took photographs and said their good-byes, she wrote, and Tate’s lifeless body was taken away the following day.

As I noted, the fact that they named the baby and had it baptized after death betrays an acknowledgement that this was not a mere medical procedure. At least Davis shows some degree of humanity. That isn’t always the case as abortion has ceased being portrayed as a tragic but necessary medical procedure and become some sort of sacrament of the pro-abort movement.

One of the most horrific accounts of abortion appeared in the New York Times magazine a decade ago. The informant in the story tells of discovering, to her dismay, that she was pregnant with triplets:

Having felt physically fine up to this point, I got on the subway afterward, and all of a sudden, I felt ill. I didn’t want to eat anything. What I was going through seemed like a very unnatural experience. On the subway, Peter asked, ”Shouldn’t we consider having triplets?” And I had this adverse reaction: ”This is why they say it’s the woman’s choice, because you think I could just carry triplets. That’s easy for you to say, but I’d have to give up my life.” Not only would I have to be on bed rest at 20 weeks, I wouldn’t be able to fly after 15. I was already at eight weeks. When I found out about the triplets, I felt like: It’s not the back of a pickup at 16, but …read more    

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