I’ve always been a big fan of numbers. Numbers don’t lie. Numbers don’t care about your feelings. Numbers have no desire to be politically correct. If you subtract seven from ten, you get three every time, without fail, that is unless you are trying to solve the problem with Common Core math, which is another topic for another time.
As a friend of mine is fond of saying, facts don’t lie, and emotional screeching does not an argument make. When you peel back the layers of propaganda, and willful omission regarding the modern day holocaust we are witnessing, the dire reality of the situation crystallizes and forms an undeniable pattern.
The facts are these: Since 1973 when Roe V Wade was decided by the Supreme Court, over 57 million abortions have been performed in the United States. Just to put that number into perspective, it’s about 17 million more lives than the holocaust and Stalin were responsible for exterminating, combined. You read that right. It is not a misprint. It is said the holocaust snuffed out some 17 million lives, while Stalin and his purge managed to ratchet that number up to some 23 million. Just in case you need some clarification on just how big a number 57 million is, that’s 3 million shy of the total population of Italy, and over twice the number of the total population of North Korea.
These are not paltry numbers we are bandying about. These are not numbers we can scoff at or dismiss offhand. It’s not thousands, or hundreds of thousands, it’s not even millions, but rather tens of millions of lives. This is genocide on a mass scale, and all we can manage is to tweet #heartbroken. When does our heartbreak transition into righteous anger?
Is the best we can muster heartbreak? Is binge eating raw cookie dough and shaking their heads in resignation all the church willing to do? Do we really think that if we just ignore it this issue will just go away? What will it take to mobilize, animate, and otherwise get us out of the stupor we’ve allowed ourselves to be lulled into?
We’ve hopscotched from a clump of cells, and abortion exclusively for saving the life of the mother, to murdering fully born babies out of the womb, for any reason, at any time, without any explanation.
I would say it’s well past time for some righteous indignation, some righteous anger, some men and women of God with enough steel in their spines not to be silenced or assuaged by something as sinister as being called names, or being tweeted at. We have become so soft. So willing to roll over and show the whites of our bellies, not because our lives are threatened, but because someone might say mean things about us on Facebook.
Which are you? Are you angry, or just heartbroken? Are you righteously indignant, or just feel really bad about the fact that 57 million babies have been murdered?