Butchered at 30 Weeks: Horror and Hypocrisy

Posted by the theological brute on July 2, 2011 · 4 Comments 

This is my son, Tristan. He was born at 30 weeks old. 

It’s almost impossible to imagine the sort of devil who would be able to slaughter a baby like this. You would literally have to be as psychotic–as viciously, mindlessly psychotic–as a serial killer to butcher a 30 week old child. You would have to be Texas Chainsaw Massacre insane to stab this baby in the back of the head with a pair of scissors, crush his skull open, vacuum out his brains, tear his lifeless little corpse from the birth canal and toss it into the trash without so much as a sigh.

This is seriously so demoniacal, so unfathomably, repulsively evil that it would make Ed Gein blush. A mass murderer would vomit at the thought of something so profoundly inhuman. The sort of depraved monsters who prowl the streets, who snatch up women like prey and slash their bodies apart with glee, who tear them limb from limb, who cannibalize their corpses and wear their skin as masks–those sorts of monsters are revolted at the thought of treating a baby this way.

Yet, this happens. Yet, the sort of people who do this walk around in civil society, cheered on by legions of adoring fans who admire their champions from a distance. 

Not a single person reading this could actually perform the act. You could not. You are literally incapable of it. You could not pick up the scissors, you could not stab them into a child’s skull, you could not let the blood run down your gloves, you could not hold the fragile body in your hands as the life rushes from it. You could not hold back the tears of sheer horror. You could not do it.

Yet, you will champion those who do. You will applaud them. You will rant and rave about their rights.

But you couldn’t even watch it happen. Hypocrite.

Be honest. If you held the baby in one hand and the scissors in another, if you stood there contemplating the act, if you were asked to render the service, every fiber of your soul would scream out “no!”, your body would convulse in horror, and you would not do it. Your conscience would not permit it.

So why allow them?

Would you look at a little baby like Tristan, would you smile and gush about what a little miracle he is, and then consent to the butchering of a baby exactly as old, exactly as developed, exactly as human as he is?

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