Joel Thornton’s Weblog

            We have all known it was true.  Jesse Jackson, no relation to King Michael, even started his political career stating nearly the exact words.  He was specifically concerned that abortion would be legalized genocide for the black community.  He took the opposite position on the promise of having a voice in the Democratic part in the 70s.

             This week abortion “rights” champion and official Supreme Court nap taker, Ruth Bader Ginsburg finally said what we all know.

             Justice Ginsburg reportedly said, “Frankly I had thought that at the time Roe was decided, there was concern about population growth and particularly growth in populations that we don’t want to have too many of.”

             Ah, the voice of reason and love finally goes public.  I thought it was about a woman’s right to choose.  I thought it was about the health of the mother.  Please do not tell me now that it was always about keeping the unwanted people groups in check.

             Perhaps the most disturbing thing about this comment is that it blows out all the theories we have been fed about how compassionate liberals are.  Finally we can see that they are the elitist we suspected they were.  The most amazing thing is that there is no national outrage over the caustic remarks.

             The most horrifying thing about Justice Ginsburg’s statements is the flippant way we now view the murder of fellow human beings.

             At least now we can put to rest the niceties of the politically correct world we live in and get to the heart of the matter.

             Let me make sure you understand the significance of this change in rhetoric.  Abortion is not about women’s rights.  Abortion is not about protecting the health of the mother.  Abortion is about feminism.  Abortion is about controlling the cycles of life.

             Above all, however, abortion, by the admission of one of its legal champions, is about controlling “growth in populations that we don’t want to have too many of.”  Forget the ending of a sentence in a preposition, this is an amazing admission.  The champions of freedom are closet bigots. 

             I would feel redeemed, but there is too much blood on the ground from the millions of murdered babies.  It still cries out for redemption!