Hate Crimes

What is a hate crime?  This week’s shootings in Charleston, S.C. will be prosecuted as hate crimes.  My question is, what violent crime isn’t a hate crime?  One can logically conclude that the opposite of hate is love.  Is any violent crime not considered a hate crime a love crime?  It seems to me that, as a society, we are tying ourselves into knots with semantics; striving to classify the senseless killing of some as hate crimes while failing to even acknowledge the senseless killing of others.  Striking out against any innocent human being in an act of violence is most certainly not an act of love, but a manifestation of hate; and what good is done by placing labels on it?

When we call a crime a hate crime we are saying we know what the perpetrator was thinking at the time he or she committed the crime.  We are saying we know what his or her motivation was and that this violent crime carries more weight than a crime with the same degree of violence committed by someone whose thinking and motivation we don’t claim to understand.  While our laws allow the killing of our fellow human beings to be classified with varying degrees of egregiousness, they also allow the killing of millions of others with no penalty whatsoever.

Ripping an innocent child from its mother’s womb and killing it is not considered a crime in most parts of America. Killing the child moments after its birth is murder, but killing it before it is born is perfectly legal.  A psycho walks into a Charleston, S.C. church and kills 9 innocent people, and it’s called a hate crime.  A mother walks into an abortion clinic and pays to have her unborn child killed and it’s legal.  Innocent human beings are killed in each circumstance.  One is considered a heinous crime and one is called women’s reproductive health care.

On the day that 9 innocent people were killed in Charleston, 3,000 innocent babies were killed in America’s abortion mills.  The day after 9 innocent people were killed in Charleston, 3,000 more innocent babies were killed in America’s abortion mills.  By its very nature, any act of violence against an innocent human being is a hate crime, if you think placing labels on such acts is the proper thing to do. Calling the violent killing of any human being a hate crime should convey the same status to the violent killing of any other human being.

I join my fellow Americans in mourning for those lost to a senseless act of violence in Charleston, S.C. and I mourn daily for the thousands of innocent children killed by a bloodthirsty abortion industry in equally senseless acts of violence.

My Life; My Choice

More and more every day my thoughts wander from the responsibilities of my day job to the thousands of tiny lives that are ending in America’s abortion mills.  I wonder at times if it’s only me who sits at his desk and sees visions of the pain and suffering that innocent children should never have to endure.  I know that at some point in my life I will be working full-time to end abortion, and I pray for the courage to take the step I know I must take, sooner than later.  I hug my grandsons and the joy they bring to my life is tempered by the knowledge that nearly a third of their future friends will be killed in an abortion clinic.

The thousands of innocent children killed every day in America couldn’t care less about a woman’s right to choose. They just want to live.  Given the choice between life and death, how many do you think would choose a grisly death over life, just as their lives are beginning?  Why should anyone among us, having been allowed to exercise their gift of life, feel empowered to decide which child should live and which one should die?  What part of being free gives us the freedom to take an innocent life as a simple matter of convenience?

These days I have more questions than answers.  I see the legal killing of unborn children in the country I love and I wonder how we got to this point.  I see the daily bloodbath and realize that we all share responsibility for the direction our country has taken.  Those of us on the pro-life side could have worked harder to protect our nation’s children. Those of us afraid to take a stand for life could grow a spine and defend innocent lives.  And those among us who profit by killing unborn children could finally understand that all the money in the world can never pay the price they will ultimately pay for the suffering and death they have wrought.

As I approach my 62nd year I’ve been blessed with good health and a burning desire to save children.  I can see the end of my so called career in the not too distant future and I look forward to working harder in my retirement years than I ever have during my work life.  My motives are simple; saving lives and changing attitudes. I’m not afraid to look evil in the eye and to call it what it is.  Abortion is the greatest human tragedy in the history of the world.  I’m prepared to spend the rest of my life to bring an end to abortion and look forward to working with no expectation of compensation, because I know that the rewards of working for a just cause will be compensation enough.

When my last day comes, I look forward to leaving a world behind that no longer kills its children.  And when I’m asked by my Creator if I helped my fellow man, I’ll answer honestly and stand by the actions I took in defense of life.

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