ONCE A BUTCHER....

I’m not the thinnest S.O.B., but I’m trying and part of the trying involves walking each day. I listen to books while I walk and the newest is a biography of Julia Child. (Keep your comments on the irony to yourself). What I didn’t know about Julia is what a bleeding heart liberal she is. In 1987, at several charity events for the Gestapo, I mean Planned Parenthood, she was dismayed to find protestors. After the exhibitions, she wrote a letter to Dear Abby in protest of her own. In it she said something like, “Who will take care of the retarded baby of a thirteen year old syphilitic prostitute….”, pulling out every non-existent heart string she could come up with.

Dear Julia, what is the alternative? Not get pregnant? That’s what we, the PROUD MEMBERS of the Pro-Life Crowd have always wanted. Oh, you mean, “not have the baby”. So, your alternative is kill the baby. Thanks, Julie…why don’t you go back to making a brown sauce and leave matters of life and death to those with a conscience

Look, 1.2 million abortions are executed each year in the United States. That’s 3,500 a DAY.

Stop and think about that.

Nine-Eleven? Less than 3,000 deaths and that galvanized a nation. Abortion? Over 43 million dead since Roe v. Wade. Yeah, 43,000,000.

At least the chicken isn’t overcooked.