On Thursday, the New Jersey Assembly will vote to celebrate abortion in this country. Yes, SCR-78 is a Loretta Weinberg special -- sponsored in the Assembly as ACR-119 by her ever faithful "me-too" Valerie Vainieri Huttle.
Abortion is sad. It is about emotional anguish and death. Celebrating abortion is like celebrating war for its own sake. How many ex-military pen testimonials about how much they liked killing? Or how it was a great "life choice" to take an entrenching tool and shred another man's face until he was dead.
We may debate the ends, but the means of war and the means of abortion turn our stomachs. It is a dark time informed by darker means.
Nobody should lightly dismiss what a woman goes through when she finds herself unexpectedly pregnant. Life is shockingly altered. You are different, often ill and uncomfortable. Something is growing inside you that you cannot escape and if you don't take to it, find you cannot accept it, you want to claw it out of you and go back to how you were.
Then the decision to terminate the pregnancy. The knowledge that whatever that something is that you cannot accept inside you, it is real. Those are human cells with a human potential. "It might have been a girl with hazel eyes like my mother." "She might have loved music and walks at the shore and the cool touch of the wind." But none of that will be. This will remain a book unwritten.
In the debate over humanity and viability, one thing is certain: Abortion ends a human story.
We have recently seen a campaign to normalize the ending of these stories, by some, in what they self-describe as the "pro-choice" community. Some actress gets up and talks about how great her abortion was. Is she acting -- or just a psychopath? How would we react to a military leader who stood up and told us how much he enjoyed roasting people with napalm?
We need to be honest about abortion, as we do about war. We should not "celebrate" either or defend it with chants -- whether they be "choice for women" or "USA, USA." Like war, abortion is a terrible business. A matter for adult contemplation -- not juvenile celebration.
The old Left knew a thing or two about educating people as to the truth of a thing. A hundred years ago, Europe was engaged in what became known as the Great War, and later, as World War One. That war began with cheering crowds, celebrating. After it was over, a triumphant parade was organized in Paris, with all the allies there to participate. Soldiers from every winning nation were formed to march. A wise soul suggested that a contingent of wounded soldiers be placed up front, which ended up being an enormous assemblage of many horribly wounded veterans -- les mutiles -- the mutilated. It placed things into context and turned a juvenile celebration into an adult consideration.
As followers of the New Left's Herbert Marcuse, Weinberg and Huttle flit between "summer of love" rhetoric and an intolerant "tolerance" that they adopt when making laws. And they are absolute ghouls on the subject of abortion. Seeking to "celebrate" something that, like war, cannot really, with any sanity, be celebrated.
But then, there are the profits. There is a business of abortion, like the business of war, and it is about market-share, and monopoly, and cashing in. Oh all those New Lefties who grew up to be Wall Streeters. . . and members of the New Jersey Legislature!