The following excerpt is taken from an article written by Robert George, law professor at Princeton on the extreme pro-abortion views held by Barack Obama.
Barack Obama is the most extreme pro-abortion candidate ever to seek the office of President of the United States. He is the most extreme pro-abortion member of the United States Senate. Indeed, he is the most extreme pro-abortion legislator ever to serve in either house of the United States Congress.
Yet there are Catholics and Evangelicals-even self-identified pro-life Catholics and Evangelicals – who aggressively promote Obama’s candidacy and even declare him the preferred candidate from the pro-life point of view.
What is going on here?
What kind of America do we want our beloved nation to be? Barack Obama’s America is one in which being human just isn’t enough to warrant care and protection. It is an America where the unborn may legitimately be killed without legal restriction, even by the grisly practice of partial-birth abortion. It is an America where a baby who survives abortion is not even entitled to comfort care as she dies on a stainless steel table or in a soiled linen bin. It is a nation in which some members of the human family are regarded as inferior and others superior in fundamental dignity and rights. In Obama’s America, public policy would make a mockery of the great constitutional principle of the equal protection of the law. In perhaps the most telling comment made by any candidate in either party in this election year, Senator Obama, when asked by Rick Warren when a baby gets human rights, replied: “that question is above my pay grade.” It was a profoundly disingenuous answer: For even at a state senator’s pay grade, Obama presumed to answer that question with blind certainty. His unspoken answer then, as now, is chilling: human beings have no rights until infancy – and if they are unwanted survivors of attempted abortions, not even then.
When I read this article, I immediately thought of my years in residency training in OB/Gyn.
I was on newborn nursery duty one day when there was news of a pregnancy termination due to medical complications. The rumor was that the baby had Down’s Syndrome. I was unsure of all the details but I knew that they expected this 22 week old infant to die shortly after delivery. The details of what followed will haunt my dreams until I die. The pregnancy was terminated and the baby was brought to the newborn nursery to die. The resident who brought the baby in said,
“I’ll just leave this one over here out of your way, you don’t need to do anything, should be gone soon.”
I was frozen—–with disgust, with fear, with shame.
I picked up the little baby and swaddled him in his nursery blanket and sat in a rocking chair by the soiled linen closet and did the only thing I knew to do; I rocked him and I cried and sang Amazing Grace and lost track of time and space as I watched that sweet little image bearer of God take his last breath. He looked like a little piece of heaven to me. I’m not sure for what ‘medical reasons’ his life were taken, but he had ten fingers, ten toes and the cutest little button nose. It was as if I handed him over to God on the fragile threshold that exists between life and death.
What happened that day to that sweet baby, to that mother, and to all of us in the health care field who are left to pick up the pieces was wrong and vile and should never be supported by legal systems in any civilized country.