August Newsgram, Part 1, 1995

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NEW WAYS

By Katherine Sabelko

Once again the media-frenzied reports blasted over the networks and in every newspaper around the country. The title of an Associated Press report, printed in The Arizona Republic, 8/31/95, read "Pill combo an option for abortion." It should have read, "New Way To Kill!" The sickness of the great speed with which the report was publicized can only be matched by the concerted effort to precisely name the drugs that can kill preborn babies, if used in the correct order. An advertising agency would marvel at the gusto the media has displayed in this effort to educate people in new manners of death. The media efforts to broadcast this study from the New England Journal of Medicine, 8/95, has placed more of our young women and teens in harm's way, via the OB/GYN's office.

It will be extremely important that the OB-GYN doctor women choose for their daughter's care must be totally pro-life. There is a major threat that doctors will be quietly urged by the pharmaceutical companies to adopt this procedure. How many teenage girls, weeping in their doctor offices, will be able to convince the OB-GYN to prescribe the death medication?

Is this an extreme position or a falsely proposed fear? Simply look back to the beginning of the trumpeting of the use of the birth control pill, which does kill babies! Now it is so widely used, with a variety of trumped-up excuses of regulation of the monthly cycle, control of pregnancy for the mentally-challenged and so on. Needless to say, the baby-killing birth control pill has also become a revenue-enhancing prescription.

The cost of a counselling appointment with your doctor will be well worth the life of your future grandchild. Only when you talk to the doctor, directly asking what his position is on the birth control pill and other death-causing medication, will you be able to know where he really stands on the issue.

The slippery slope from birth-control pills to this proposed nonsurgical form of abortion will be difficult for most doctors to avoid in the future. It will only be the pro-life women themselves who will be able to convince doctors that, if they accept the pro-death procedures and medications, they will not only be losing wonderful, life-loving women, they will be losing a lot of money.

The media certainly is at fault for the rapid, widespread acclaim for this proposed, though still in trials, procedure of abortion, but we must look also in another direction for responsibility. There should have been a slew of pro-life doctors in the local media's eye, nationwide, condemning this push for fast death. Where were they? Perhaps next time pro-life doctors will speak out if they know we all stand behind them!

AT THE MILL

By Susan Widemark

My friend prays the rosary in front of abortion clinics. In theory, I have always thought this the best way to approach things, for the power of prayer is strong and the rosary, a meditative prayer in which we not only have Jesus' mother as a prayer partner but also are joining with millions of Catholics throughout the world in offering our prayers, is an incredibly powerful prayer and traditionally has been known to work miracles.

Until that day, however, I have never joined my friend in praying in front of the clinics. I never thought much about it but I suppose that the thought of the F.A.C.E. law ("Freedom of Access") scared me a bit (I have gone for the 50 years of my life without a night in jail and would appreciate continuing to not enjoy that experience). Years ago, I marched in front of clinics a few times but never while abortions were taking place. My friend prays at the mills at the peak of their gruesome activities. She and cohorts attack the evil with fifteen decades of the rosary.

So, when my friend bugged me to come to a clinic, I had no reason to decline, although it wasn't really my activity of choice for a Tuesday morning. She drove me to an older grey house on a shady tree-lined street. I looked around, expecting a sign announcing the mill. I saw none. She indicated that the house was where the killings took place. Looking closer, I saw "Entrance at Rear" signs on the front and side doors. The backyard, the smallest yard of the property, a corner lot, had been concreted over and a couple of cars were parked there.

We stood there in front of the house and suddenly my friend indicated a car which had just driven up. "That's the abortionist," she said.

For some reason he parked across the street and not in the clinic lot. I had never looked into the face of a doctor who has violated his Hypocratic Oath and terminates life instead of saving it. I didn't know what to expect but certainly not what I saw. Dr. Tamis looks about 58, with closely cropped graying hair and a kindly face. He was dressed simply but elegantly. The kind of man everyone would like for a father but this man was going to destroy several infants in utero this morning. He smiled at us and said, "Good Morning!." A friendly greeting with no scorn or sarcasm in it. Didn't he know what we were there for? Surely he knew, as these same people are there weekly to pray to end his sordid business.

My friend said Dr. Tamis had often offered a cup of coffee to the rosary people outside his clinic. In a strange twist of fate, this man, a Jewish man, old enough to remember the holocaust, old enough to have relatives slaughtered by Hitler's followers in concentration camps or gas vans, is participating in today's holocaust of American children in the womb. Dr. Tamis does abortions up until the twentieth week of pregnancy, so it's likely he's done the ghastly D & X procedure in which the doctor must punch a hole in the baby's head and suction out the brain in order to pull the baby out of the womb, dead. One does wonder how he deals with all of this in his mind - death is death, whether of children, elderly or inbetween. There isn't much difference.

Dr. Tamis is an OB-GYN who also runs a fertility clinic uptown. He pays those who work with him - a clerk, a nurse practitioner, an office assistant - good money and tells them that his helping women to get pregnant in the other clinic balances out their deadly tasks in this clinic. His new Mercedes-Benz car evidences that his income is quite high from his work. But, my friend tells me that, four years ago, he made the remark that he was tired of playing God. "I'm tired of deciding which babies will die and which ones will live," he was heard saying. And, less than two years ago, he tried to sell the clinic. Abortion pays much higher than caring for pregnancy. One can make in one morning as much with abortion as one makes with caring for ONE pregnancy, delivering the baby and post-partum care of nine months of work. But, according to the Association of OB-GYNs, most Obstetricians are against doing abortions. No one was interested in buying Dr. Tamis' clinic, so he had the choice of giving up his livelihood and starting from scratch again or continuing in the well-worn path. He chose the latter.

The bottom line is that Dr. Tamis has himself in a bind. Which of us could easily let a business go which was making profits like that? Those of us who are pro-life cringe at the gruesome tasks involved in his business, but we must remember that the human mind will adapt to terrible sights after a while. The Nazis trained novice Storm Troopers by having them shoot hundreds of people over a three-month period. They had found that, after three months, what was formerly loathsome to a new recruit was now just ordinary work to be performed with little emotion. After this training, the new Storm Troopers were ready to take on the mass slaughter of people Hitler had planned. I suspect abortionists become used to their work in this manner, and only with an insight from God do they 'wake up' and realize what they are really doing.

We began the rosary but were interrupted in the second Joyful Mystery as a truck drove up. I watched my friend go over and greet the driver, a woman in her twenties with long dark blond hair. She was dressed in shorts. It was clear that she did not want to be there but her high salary had made her a victim. She knocked quickly on the locked door and was allowed to enter. She is, my friend told me, the person who gets to do the gruesome puzzle done after every abortion of reaching in the jar of blood and pulling out the body parts of the baby and piecing them together to make sure that nothing has remained in the uterus. She is also referred to as the "bone-counter."

Our prayer there was uninterrupted for some time. It seemed that today was a very slow morning for Dr. Tamis, who has been observed to perform more than 20 abortions in one morning. My friend remarked that as soon as they get a good group of people praying the Rosary, the traffic at the clinic slows down drastically.

Soon a truck drove out of the mill's lot. I saw a woman in it there who looked no more than 16 years old. Her face evidenced pain and grief. I looked at her and she looked away from me, tears in her eyes. My friend ran up to the truck and offered the lady a card in case she needed help. Since 85-90% of women having abortions get a form of post-traumatic stress syndrome, my friend's action was appropriate. The woman looked as if she wanted the card my friend offered, but the man in the car, probably the father of the baby, said threateningly, "If you come any closer to this truck you will be sorry." He moved his hand down towards the seat where he may have had a gun.

"You have to take a risk sometimes," my friend said. "These women often need help and find themselves with no one around."

As the truck turned the corner, the man with us asked if the woman had had an abortion. "Of course," my friend told him, "That's all that's done in this clinic on Tuesday mornings." He still seemed unsure though.

"She had an abortion," I said, in tears. "Didn't you see her face? She looked as if she had been crucified."

We began our prayer again, but I could not get the face of the young woman out of my mind: pale, in pain and abject sadness. If anyone is questioning that abortion is victimizing women, her face was a testimony of this. My Hail Mary's were punctuated with tears now. "Don't be upset," my friend comforted me. "The baby is in God's hands now."

I thought of her baby. She was an Hispanic woman (statistics tell us that over 40 percent of hispanic and African American babies are aborted - a much higher percentage than anglo babies) and her baby might have been a boy with friendly brown eyes and tan skin. Or, a little girl with olive skin and curly black hair, a child who could have brought so much happiness, to her and those around her, now never to be born. All she is left with is the empty feeling of being the mother of a dead baby, the memory of which she will probably carry to the grave.

The polls tell us that around 85 percent of women say that they would not have an abortion if it were against the law. A law against abortion might have put this young hispanic woman in the thift shop excitedly buying baby clothes, instead coming from an abortion mill in the pain and emptiness of abortion.

As we finished our rosary, all fifteen decades, I felt during the Glorious Mysteries a feeling of consolation. The God who told Juliana of Norwich in the 1100s that He would make all things OK, the kindly Face of Jesus who tells us that those who weep and mourn will someday rejoice, was present.

And so we join in love and prayer for all the victims of abortion: the doctors, the assistants, the mothers and, of course, the babies. Perhaps someday we will see a happier world where clinics like this will be few and far between. I have a feeling that as Fr. Peyton, the Rosary priest, tells us: "The world hasn't got a prayer... without yours."

EMPTY SWINGS

By Katherine Sabelko

The late-breaking evening news bulletin caught most people off guard. Norma McCorvy, known only as Jane Roe for years, had a change of heart. Norma was the Jane Roe in the Roe v. Wade Supreme Court case in 1973 that subsequently led to "legal" abortion through all nine months of pregnancy in the United States.

"I've renounced my role in the pro-choice movement. I must take a pro-life position on choice. " Norma's statement was simple and to the point. That direct statement sent the pro-abortion leaders scrambling to defuse. the possible damage to their baby-killing cause.

When asked by a TV news interviewer why she changed her position on abortion, she described a scene we can all relate to every day. "I saw empty swings in a playground. They were swinging back and forth but they were empty, and I just totally lost it. Oh my God, the playgrounds are empty because there are no children....because they have all been aborted."

McCorvey described herself as an abused, neglected child who grew into an abusive, alcoholic woman who admits to cheating and drug dealing.

One reason the story of Norma McCorvey needs to be covered is because the national media seemed to imply that Norma fully accepted the right to abortion through the first trimester with no qualifications. That simply is not true. Though Norma has come a long way toward accepting life as God' will, she has come further that the pro-choice media would like to let on.

In her own words, Norma explained her position on the first trimester abortion. . She stated on Nightline, August 10th, "I think for some women it would be appropriate, especially in the case of fetal deformity. If they find out early on in the pregnancy if their child or suspected child is going to be deformed or going to be born without a brain stem, then I think the child should be aborted. I don't think it should be brought into the world."

Pro-lifers certainly disagree with that statement, but it must be noted how close Norma McCorvey is moving toward the true pro-life understanding of the preciousness of life.

Remember the words of Flip Benham's words, president of Operation Rescue, who has been credited for helping Norma begin the walk back to life and the Lord. "My plan, my purpose, is to simply encourage Norma to keep her eyes fixed on Jesus, to follow hard after him!" Words that we all can live by.

SCIENCE CATCHES UP

By Katherine Sabelko

We have noted in past issues how the media is astonished that scientific discoveries are confirming the historic details set forth in holy scripture.

Due to an earthquake on May 15, 1948, about five years ago a military satellite's surveillance photograph detected the shape of a ship near the top of Mount Arrat and it is believed to be Noah's Ark. The exact location is in Eastern Turkey, and permission has finally been given to begin excavation

The ship is described as being larger than the Queen Mary, and scientists state that the odds of it being anything formed by nature are 100,000 to one.

Several facts prove interesting in this discovery. The finding of this formation has come on the heels of many other discoveries which have proven the authenticity of Holy Scripture events. The day of the earthquake, which exposed the ship was the exact day of the birth of the nation Israel.

Findings such as these will truly try the minds and hearts of professed agnostics and atheists. Even those people who have heard His words and ignored them will perhaps take notice..."Thou shalt not kill."

End of Part 1 of the August Newsgram, 1995.

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