31 December 2011

Two Abortion Docs Charged With Murder After 35 Late-Term Babies Found in Freezer

Two Abortion Docs Charged With Murder After 35 Late-Term Babies Found in Freezer
The investigation began in August 2010 after a botched procedure at Brigham’s Elkton clinic. An 18-year-old woman who was 21 weeks pregnant had her uterus ruptured and her bowel injured, and rather than call 911, Brigham and Riley drove her to a nearby hospital, where both were uncooperative and Brigham refused to give his name, authorities said.

A search of the clinic after the botched abortion revealed a freezer with 35 late-term fetuses inside, including one believed to have been aborted at 36 weeks, authorities said.


Brigham, 55, is charged with five counts of first-degree murder, five counts of second-degree murder and one count of conspiracy. Riley, 46, faces one count each of first- and second-degree murder and one conspiracy count. The procedure authorities say was botched resulted in the murder case against Riley and three of the 11 murder charges against Brigham, prosecutors told the Cecil Whig in Elkton, Md. The other charges against Brigham relate to four other illegal abortions he performed there, prosecutors added.

Maryland is one of 38 states with a law that allows murder charges against someone accused of killing a viable fetus. The 2005 law has so far only been used for cases in which defendants were accused of assaulting or killing pregnant women.

The botched 2010 abortion led regulators to order Brigham to stop practicing medicine in Maryland without a license, and Riley’s Maryland license was suspended. Brigham’s New Jersey license was also suspended.

According to regulators, Brigham would begin abortions in New Jersey and have his patients drive themselves to Maryland to complete the procedures, taking advantage of Maryland’s more permissive laws. Brigham was not authorized to perform abortions in New Jersey after the first trimester, and regulators called his actions manipulative and deceptive.
Aside from the obvious fact, I see several huge things wrong with this entire scenario. Firstly, where's the mandate to do no harm? These two people were obviously more concerned with not getting themselves in trouble over saving a young girl's life and making sure that she was okay. 

Last I checked, the Hippocratic Oath was something that all heathcare professionals were supposed to subscribe to. ...isn't it?

Baby at 36 weeks gestation
Let's not forget this little gem, the one that got them both charged with MURDER: thirty five late-term BABIES found in a freezer? Obviously these two criminals-- and the mothers who aborted these babies-- knew that they were doing wrong, otherwise they wouldn't have gone to such trouble in hiding this sick, disgusting act. 

If they're both being charged with murder, then clearly this is a criminal act. In fact, in my opinion, if there was some way to find out who the bearers (I refuse to say mothers in this instance) of these helpless, murdered innocent babies were, I feel that they should be charged with murder as well.

After all, it's not as though they were bound and gagged, then forcibly taken to an abortion clinic to remove their children...who by that time were almost fully developed and easily able to live unaided in the world outside the womb. They walked in there by their own power, and they ought to be punished just as much as the people who performed this atrocity for them.

I'm coming up to the point, which is this: when is the cutoff date between "abortion" and "murder"? What makes a 36 week gestation baby being aborted a murder, but a 20 week gestation one is not? Is it because a 36 week gestation baby actually LOOKS like one? 

Baby in utero at 20 weeks
...well, if that's the case, then people haven't taken a look at what one at 20 weeks looks like, because all the parts are there! Little fingers and toes, eyes, nose, and mouth, heart, lungs and brain! But no. Apparently all that doesn't make up a baby; it's just a "clump of cells", is it?

The simple fact is, folks, that ALL abortion is murder, period. 

Make your excuses for it, ladies. You're not ready for a child, you don't have the money. Your man left you when he found out he knocked you up and you don't want to have to be a single parent. Whatever the excuse, go on and make it. But this is the truth: YOU ABORT YOUR BABY, AND YOU MURDER IT.

These 35 women who willingly walked into an abortion clinic could have done the RIGHT thing if they didn't want their babies or didn't feel they could properly take care of them. They could have waited the COUPLE EXTRA WEEKS and delivered their babies safely-- without having some sick excuse for a doctor jam a scalpel into their brainstems and murder them-- then placed the children up for adoption.

People need to wake up and face reality, however difficult it might be. No one wants to admit that they're wrong. No one wants that feeling of guilt for doing something they KNOW is wrong. But Truth is absolute, isn't it? You can't just say "It's my baby, so it's my choice" then turn around and kill that same child! It's wrong on so many levels!

Wake up, people! Stop murdering your babies!

29 December 2011

The Little Things That Bring Me Joy

It's funny how being in love changes a person. I used to be one of those people that hated household chores. I did them because I had to, not because it gave me any pleasure. I never really had the satisfaction of a job well-done. 

Cooking, sweeping, mopping, dusting, vacuuming, doing the laundry...cleaning the BATHROOM?


Dishes, especially, were of great personal loathing to me.

God, I always HATED dishes. They seemed to pile up endlessly. I could never manage to keep up with them. It was impossible to get my ex to rinse off his plates and bowls, resulting in a disgusting and ugly mess inside our dishwasher. Eventually, it ended up breaking completely, and I was forced to clean all those dishes by hand, once again, fighting with the disgusting, dried-up mess on plates on a daily basis. 

All this isn't even taking into consideration the fact that I was disabled before I ever married my ex, and trying to grasp dishes with my disabled hand tends to cause me tremendous pain over time.

Succinctly, I loathed dishes and everything to do with them, and I couldn't stand my ex's inconsideration of me. He didn't care that I had to work extra hard to make the dishes clean because he was too lazy to run them under water. He didn't care that doing so was causing me a great deal of physical pain. He clearly thought that was the only thing I was good for-- cooking and cleaning up after him.

This, among many other things, led me to loathe him just as much as I did all those hated household chores. Eventually, it led to the dissolution of our marriage altogether.

And you know what? In a lot of ways, I'm glad it did, because if I hadn't gotten so thoroughly disgusted with this lazy, dirty man, I never would've gotten the nerve up to move so far away from home...where eventually I did end up meeting the one true love of my life. Thank you, God.

Things have changed with me in a complete 180 since I met K. A lot of the things I couldn't ever stand to do back then give me a tremendous amount of satisfaction and joy now.

The reason why is because I know that he appreciates everything I do for him.

I love to cook now, when I used to hate it beforehand. I never got any pleasure out of it, because the simple fact was that I knew my ex didn't appreciate me or anything I did, especially when it came to things like running the household. Doing the laundry, while not entirely pleasurable, is a lot more enjoyable to me because I know that doing it makes my HOH proud of me.

My nemesis, dishes? Oh yes. I LOVE doing the dishes now, surprisingly enough! We have a dishwasher, and lately it's been acting up. Instead of whining about how it needs to be fixed so that dishes come out spotlessly clean like they're supposed to...I decided instead that I'd start washing all the dishes old school-- by hand. It needs doing multiple times a day to be sure that a huge mess doesn't end up all over the kitchen counters, but I love doing it anyway...because now I take pride in the appearance of our home and I want things looking nice all the time. 

It doesn't even bother me that much when my hand starts hurting me, because my sense of pride and the feel of his love for me kind of just...covers it up. It's a pain worth bearing for me because of the rewards I get from it.

The biggest reason for all this is simple: I want my HOH to be proud of me. I feel like I need a sense of accomplishment, and making sure that everything is neat and in order, all nice and clean, is one way of doing that. I know for a fact that K appreciates everything I do around the house, because he tells me so regularly. It bolsters me up and makes me want to keep on keeping on, and even find new and better ways of doing things in order to keep that appreciation and sense of pride.

This is one of those things that just makes sense, and it isn't a one-way street, either. It's very nice to feel appreciated, and I love it. However, it's also very easy to forget to show appreciation for the things your partner does for YOU. You should always remember to show appreciation for your own HOH. Let him know that the little things he does for you are important to you and make you feel special-- even if it is something simple like changing the oil in the car or mowing the lawn. Those things take time, too, and are just as much a reason to appreciate him as he does for you.

Showing appreciation for each other is another way of showing love. When it's a two-way street and both partners are feeling appreciated, it makes them want to work harder, for their partner, for their family, and especially for themselves. 

Stay appreciative, and you'll find that your relationship stays strong, too!