Celebrate, Celebrate, Dance To The Evil

Since 2020 the demonic celebrations of abortions, abortioners, and their monstrous murders – by movie stars and those of every ilk in the movie and television industries,  entertainers, politicians, reporters, democrats,  the power elite, celebrities, and some who erroneoualy call themselves ‘journalists’ –  has dramatically escalated.  What follows is an excerpt from the book The Key To Aunt Tommie’s Cabin, published in 2020.

The general goal of this book is to state the truth that abortion is slavery.  Not simply like. Not a comparison. Not an analogy.  Without  qualification, without condition, categorically, undeniably, abortion is slavery.

With slavery, a slave owner owns a slave thing.  For those who celebrate abortion, a woman with child owns a pregnancy thing.

This book . . .  reveals that the evils of abortion surpass the evils of slavery.

The facts about the reality of slavery in America were challenged for half a century before the Civil War. The facts about the reality of abortion in America today have been challenged for decades by those who champion this evil. The facts, the data, the science, and the law have now shone the penetrating light of reality on what the abortionarians have  done and on what they seek to accomplish. They cannot stand and face the truth. This is why they try to stifle the truth with their boot on the throat of those who would give a voice to the unborn. The truth has forced them, quasi-godlike, to attempt to create a new reality by their words alone and to make into law their lies and their evil.

They will fail

In the divinely-inspired words of the Gospel of St. John, Jesus says: “And you shall know the truth and the truth shall make you free.” (John 8:32). It is interesting to note that Jesus was speaking to those who had in the past believed otherwise, but had come to believe in Him.

It is the same with the truth about abortion. Hopefully many who have ignored this issue, those who don’t care, and even some who are steadfastly pro-death, but unaware of the truth will be set free once the truths about abortion become known to them. Because truth is true, and 2 plus 2 does not equal 5, it is inevitable, not a question of “If,” but “When.”

As the truth about slavery eventually resulted in the freedom of all the slaves in America, the truth about abortion will mean the freedom ofall the unborn children of America, and true freedom for their mothers.  There will be a time when there is not one single abortion here, none.

Abortion Homicide

The people who supported and advocated for slavery were called “pro-slavery,” many of whom were actual slave owners, “enslavers.” The people who today advocate for abortion are herein called “abortion barbarians,” and “abortionarians.” “Abortion homicide” is sometimes referred to as “abortioncide;” and “abortion murderers”  [redundant, like ‘baby puppies’] are called “abortioners.”

Another indicator that our modern abortionarians and democrats do know exactly what they are doing – like ancient  pagans who danced in orgiastic joy as they sacrificed their living dying children on bloody altars to wicked gods – is that they now celebrate child murders publicly, boasting about what the babies’ deaths have made possible for the advancement of careers, perceived empowerment, and empty personal fulfillment.  At feasts, rallies, marches, ceremonies, and banquets, those women who have killed their children within them rejoice, boast and ‘shout’ their murders, while their audiences applaud and cheer. Rarely, if ever, does one hear about the freedom, fulfillment, or joy of the fathers of these children.

Shout Abortioner Murder

When a woman, sometimes a multi- or in some cases a mulit_multi- millionaire celebrity, stands before an adulatory group of her fellows, and with tears flowing says she had to kill some of her pregnancy things to make this glory-filled, congratulatory moment possible, to fulfill herself, to make her career possible, to make her worldly success a reality, many in attendance weep listen with rapt attention and with sympathetic understanding. They speak their approval with their applause of the abortioner, some who have killed their own pregnancy things, some who empathetically identify with the honoree and her, literal, human sacrifice. Loving partners, some fathers, applaud the deaths.

Some of them have sacrificed two, three, even four or more of their own pregnancy things in the temples of their wombs. Some of the fathers are there clapping with them.

In some cases the gloried, praised, and honored woman is then presently and very evidently again pregnant, now carrying another pregnancy thing, for the moment safe in her body her self, perhaps asleep, not knowing of what this mother murderer is capable. Some of them raise an Oscar, Emmy, Globe, Tony, Grammy or Palme d’Or which only serves to emphasize  that there is another unsuspecting pregnancy thing within her whom she has not yet chosen to kill.

Reports in the entertainment news, in the business journals, and in the mainstream media and in the show business media congratulate her with compassionate understanding and beating-heart heartfelt empathy for the serious, free, personal, difficult, human sacrificial choices she made. The screen shots and photos do not fail to show what is sweetly referred to as her newest  ‘baby bump.’ She is the new mother goddess of the boardroom or of stardom. She will, now by her own free will and legal choice, welcome a baby into a world of love, perhaps including the love of a father.

Some of these for-the-moment womb-filled women hoist aloft their award, or their bonus check, boasting about how denying existence to a tiny, weak, unique living human being thing has helped them achieve what their peers value. Those present taking part in the celebration are not unlike those in ancient Rome who applauded the victorious gladiator who had, after the ‘thumbs down’ signs ringed the arena, killed his opponent lying helplessly on the ground before him to thunderous applause; orthose who, having gathered from far and wide for an advertised lynching of a slave in America before the Civil War, cheered as his instinctual spasms ceased and he hung dead and lifeless in front of them.

God’s Children

They say, some of them demand, that we celebrate 65,000,000 murders, 40% of them of minority babies, although their mamas make up less than 20& of the population.  For this, and this alone, they trumpet the overarching principle ‘my body, my self.’ They say all these pregnancy things were their property.

There will come a time when God their Father tells them these were His children.