Thirty-six years into this quiet holocaust even the blind are now coming to see that society has been drinking hemlock in the guise of champagne. America and the West have been toasting themselves and congratulating themselves on being rid of the old god and his inability to appreciate our desire to have a good time. And so our vocabulary becomes ever more clinical, our discourse ever more shallow. Political enemies are routinely and flippantly demonized as Nazis, as the West ironically continues to absorb and inculcate to its young the Nazi ethos nearly in its entirety. Moral relativism, utilitarianism and depersonalization have written DNR on our collective chart.
No better epitaph could be written than that penned by Paul 1,950 years ago:
Professing themselves to be wise, they became fools.
I hope we continue to pray against this scourge of abortion even after the attention it receives in January fades away.
