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In 2020 there were 54,741 known abortions in Texas. That many people never got to live. Entire wars have been fought with dramatically fewer casualties. This is a murder spree of epic proportion, but the press says nothing about it. Nobody seems outraged. Instead people are outraged at the limitations placed on abortions.

May 19, 2021 Governor Greg Abbott signed a bill making abortion after 6 weeks of pregnancy illegal in Texas.

Watch the protests begin! We will see, over coming weeks, immense pressure to reverse this. There will be loud pronouncements of women’s demands to make their own choices over their own bodies. I agree they should and do have that choice. But this is not about their bodies, even though that’s where the fetus’ reside. The child is not “their body”, it is “in their body” and dependent upon their body, but it is no longer simply a body part of the mother. It is not just a growth of tissue, it is a person capable of its own separate life once it is conceived. Those who challenge this and say it’s only a person later in the pregnancy are denying reality. Left alone, it will become a person.

A Woman’s Right to Choose! 

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Proponents of abortion demand that women be given the right to choose. This is a lie of distortion.

All women have the right to choose… life. They’ve always had the right to choose to let their baby live.

What they insist upon is the right to kill. They want to right to take their baby’s life if they deem it to be undesirable or inconvenient for them to be pregnant. Seriously think about that. They only insist on the right to kill the baby, They already have the right to choose life.

They say this is about women’s health. No it is not. In cases where the doctor and the mother determine that the pregnancy is a health risk to the mother that is a whole different discussion, not the one that was made in over 54,000 instances in the state of Texas alone in 2020. Very very few of these pregnancies came from rape or threatened the woman’s life. These were abortions made for emotional, financial or interpersonal reasons.

54,741 people were created by God, facilitated by a father and mother, and then terminated. Killed, no matter how you measure it.

We say that we are dedicated to Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness. We also proclaim “In God We Trust” and that we are “One Nation, under God, Indivisible…”  But that’s not what you hear in the press today. What you hear now is that our founding premise is out of date and was crafted by hypocrites who owned slaves, committed sins, or believed in the wrong concepts. By the way, in 1776 slavery was common worldwide. There were more countries with slavery than there were without it by a vast margin. The “colonies” were the only place where this was becoming exceptional. It was normal to have slaves. Blacks and whites and Muslims* and Asians all owned slaves. The way you treated your slaves showed the difference in people. (*My own personal ancestors were enslaved by Muslims on the Barbary Coast.)

When you don’t believe there is a benevolent Creator, a God who is the source of all life, then you also won’t believe that sins are forgivable. So, in looking back 200 years at our founders, you’ll be able to see “sins” just like you see everywhere today. The difference is, if you’re on the Left politically, you don’t forgive those earlier sins. You just condemn and “cancel” the people and any work they did no matter how good it may have been.

If you cannot defeat a concept, then you disgrace the people who support it and the concept becomes collateral damage. Disgrace our founders and you weaken the Constitution. Weaken the Constitution and you weaken all the laws based upon it. Do that and you can take down the entire country and convert it to Socialism or Communism.

What about the Prevent* Parenthood movement?

What’s their goal? Looking out for the well being of women? Hardly. They are, whether they realize it or not, Satan’s foot soldiers in the battle to destroy life. That’s a pretty outrageous accusation and I know that many supporters of Prevent* Parenthood are not proponents of death. (*intentional word choice based on the reality of their quest.)

After all, the name “Planned Parenthood” indicates that they are about intentionally scheduling when children will be added to a family. That’s not the reality. PP is about preventing the possibility that parenthood will happen unless someone exercises their right to choose life, in which case they don’t need the PP assistance. But proponents have been duped into thinking that they are protecting innocent women from the consequences of their sexual decisions. Nope, they are enabling the murder of innocent girls and boys.

This article won’t settle the debate over abortion rights but I hope it puts the stupid arguments to rest.

This isn’t about the “Right to Choose”, it is about the right to kill. Period.

 

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Jim Cathcart, CSP, CPAE is an Executive MBA Professor, Author of 21 books, Hall of Fame Professional Speaker, Top 1% TEDx video (2.4 million views), US Army veteran, Singer/Songwriter, and Lifelong Motorcyclist. He is known as "Your Virtual VP" for his Advisory/Mentor work with organizations worldwide. Based in Texas...and proud of it!



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Gone in an Instant

Our e-files are so fragile that they can be gone in a moment’s notice

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Many people retain all of their text messages with their various correspondents. My daughter Valerie, for example, has more than one hundred text message correspondents — in other words, a running dialogue for each of the people with whom she sends and receives text. I only maintain two such longitudinal files, and one is with Valerie. With friends, relatives, clients, and acquaintances, I save the text streams for a few days or weeks, but then clear them out.

One evening, my sister Nancy texted me, and I texted her back. We went back and forth for a while. So, my message roster now included both Valerie Davidson and Nancy Davidson. After a while, I decided to clear the Nancy Davidson file, and you know what’s coming. I hit the wrong “Davidson,” file, and in an instant, more than a thousand texts between my daughter and myself were gone.

These texts included photos she had sent that I hadn’t yet downloaded, the picture of her new ring,  emojis that we passed back and forth, and everything else that transpired between us.

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Our Texting History, Vanished

I was beyond crestfallen. I felt as if I had lost something near and dear to me. It was devastating. I sat down in the big chair in my office and contemplated the possibilities. I contacted my computer guru and asked him if a deleted text message file was retrievable. He said with my Android system there was no such capability, only on iPhones. I called my sister and explained what I had done. She commiserated.

Then I sat down again, for a long time, and I thought about a friend who had lost her 23-year-old daughter and only child, seven months earlier…

I called my daughter, and I gave her the news. She didn’t seem concerned. I explained to her that she was the only one with whom I had maintained the longitudinal text trail. She told me that she maintains the text trail with everybody. “It’s not like you’re going to run out of room.” I asked her if she knew of any way that it could be retrieved. She didn’t know, either. We parted company.

Eureka! If she never deletes text message histories, then she has everything that’s transpired between us. I called her back, and she said she did have them all. So, on another day, when we figure out how to transfer what she has back to me, or least downloaded them into some text file, barring her losing her phone or accidentally hitting the delete button like I did, our texting history will be intact on my device.

A Fresh Start

I feel like I’ve been given a new lease on life. The greater question now is, what kind of technology and what kind of lives do we lead when a longitudinal history can be wiped out by mistake in single second?

It is not comforting to know that critical files can be gone in a flash, but this is a condition of our era. For thousands of years, people simply spoke to each other with no way of recording anything, or even knowing it would one day be possible. Relationships right up to the 1960’s were based on real time conversations in person or on the phone. Answering machines existed in the early 1960’s but were not widely available until the mid 1980’s.

As technology became more and more powerful, as we all know, everyone has the capability today to save and store virtually every encounter that they have with anyone else in the world. Still, it is disquieting to know that our e-files are so fragile that they can be gone in a moment’s notice.

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I’ll Be Home for Thanksgiving

Where we are born, where we are raised, and where we return for Thanksgiving is based on a long-term chain of events that vastly predates our birth

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Years ago, when my mother was still alive and I routinely flew up to Connecticut from Washington DC for Thanksgiving, I had a profound realization during one of my flights. My father had passed away years ago, but my mother carried on the tradition of having the kids assemble at her house for turkey and all the fixings.

My plane ride that morning was actually on Thanksgiving Day, which stood out when I made the reservation as the best and least expensive flight. Surprisingly the cabin was not crowded, I guess because nearly everyone else who travels for the holiday departs a day or two before Thanksgiving. In any case, departing the ‘morning of’ can be a welcome change.

Ruminating in the Clouds

During the flight I became pensive. “I’m flying back to Hartford, Connecticut. Why?” Because that is where my parents settled, after a courtship that started when they first met in New London years back. My mother was from Springfield, Massachusetts and my father was from Hartford, Connecticut. As a family, after living in Hartford for a few years, we moved to Bloomfield, Connecticut.

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On Thanksgiving, among others times, I would land at Bradley International Airport in Windsor Locks, be greeted by my mother, and then make the drive 15 to 18 minutes back to Bloomfield.

What if, I surmised, after meeting in New London, Connecticut my parents settled in, say, Providence, Rhode Island, or Cincinnati, Ohio? What if I’d been born to other parents? (Yes, I understand the intricacies of following that line of thinking.) What if my family was from Decatur, Illinois, or Paducah, Kentucky, or any one of 100s of other places? If so, on this particular morning, I’d be flying to one of those locations. That got me to thinking about the fragility and randomness of life.

A Chain of Events

To whom we are born, where we are born, where we are raised, and where we return for Thanksgiving is based on a long-term chain of events that predates our birth not just by years or decades, but by centuries and more. I was thankful to be flying back to Connecticut to see my mother, brother, and sister and at the same time realized that everyone on the flight, more or less, shared fairly similar circumstances.

We were all flying to Bradley International Airport, but for a quirk of fate, or happenstance, any of us could’ve been flying to Altoona, or Annapolis, or Austin.

Unlike most flights that I take, on that particular journey, at that time in the morning, I felt a kinship with everyone on board. I was thankful for my life, thankful for my family, and thankful for the opportunity and ability to travel to where I choose. What an experience, what a world, what an existence.

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