This year was one of the few times in the last thirty years, I had paid much attention to the pro-life movement. I’d been active once but perceived that the strategies zealously embraced were doomed to utter defeat. One has a moral obligation to use one’s time wisely.
I had come to the March in Ottawa this year hoping to see changes. It is now the eve of euthanasia, when everyone is “the fetus.”
I saw instead a hardened determination to go on doing things the same way, after forty, fifty years of losses. So “pro-life” is still proudly losing on behalf of the most helpless among us.
Thankfully, the March received little media coverage for its size. There were so many obvious communications weaknesses to exploit, one can only be grateful that it probably made no difference!.
Misses and losses
– Inclusivity: Obviously, the March is still mostly Catholic Christian despite efforts at “inclusion.” I counted Muslims, Sikhs, gays in the crowd, but seemingly only Christians on the platform. It was assumed that everyone knows Christian lingo too, even the sort that irritates the ear, sometimes, even of a devout Christian.
– Creativity: Many, many supportive non-entities, mostly white men, were allowed their endless turns at the mike, testing the patience of the assembled, and communicating nothing to observers except that “We Stand, we Stand, we Stand for Grandstand!”
In this case, grandstanding without achievement.
– Common sense: Women speaking about regretting an abortion (silent no more) can do more harm than good. I struggle to say this with charity: If detailed testimony to the damage done by aborting one’s own child is sincerely meant, it is material for a closed meeting. Please, follow the guidelines for such meetings. Alcoholics Anonymous provides a reasonable model; there are others. People who feel free to offer such testimonies repeatedly to the public at large are probably not representative enough of the average griever to build confidence.
These matters are urgent because, as euthanasia builds, there will be grieving grandparents and siblings of euthanized children to consider, as well as grieving parents and siblings of euthanized teens (old enough to “consent”). They will want to share the horror, not the spotlight.
Herds of old white men? At this point, why?
One bright spot was a research scientist born in Nigeria, who denounced Canada’s goal of funding abortion in developing countries. So many women in Third World countries have little independence and will be forced to abort. Their added sufferings from our Cool will, I hope, come back on our own heads more than theirs. But that is a lot to hope for.
Yet Uju Ekeocha was one of a few women among a seeming herd of older white men. Why?
The missed reality check
The truly stunning thing about the whole March is that the platform party stuck to abortion, which is only one part of the Trudeau family’s normalization of ending the lives of other human beings as a form of liberation. And that is despite urgent warnings from Cool Europe where it is becoming entrenched despite the second thoughts of former advocates.
Could there be a pro life movement that makes a difference? Ask sponsoring groups (many were listed) why they are sponsoring activities that are not only likely to fail in principle but have been proven to do so for decades?
Many people have pointed, as a sign of hope, to the huge contingent of young people at the March. Yes, but two problems:
1. The young people will be blocked from key careers if they do not embrace planned death. They will then be either faithful but useless or faithless but useful—to the culture of death. I have already seen how such compromises have affected the Catholic middle class, and that was long before the stakes were so high.
2. I left the rally as it headed south and walked around downtown for a while instead. There, I saw very different young people. It was a warm day, so people were hanging out. I didn’t realize that anyone would cover most of a leg, never mind an arm, with a sleeve of tats. Or have metal dripping out of a nostril, never mind an eyebrow. Or walk around in a public place shirtless— with pants about to hit the floor. So many glazed eyes …
Are these teens as numerous as the ones on the Hill? Hard to say. The Marchers came from all over. The tattooed, pierced, and wardrobe-malfunctioned mall rats are more likely locals. Possibly graduates of local Catholic high schools.
This much I know: The mall rats are not Marching for life. To judge from the imagery they prefer, it might be easier to recruit them to a March for death. Way Cool.
Thankfully, the March received little media coverage for its size. There were so many obvious communications weaknesses to exploit, one can only be grateful if it made no difference.
On a more positive note:
If you attended (apparently 22,000 did), do what I am doing: Post to your Facebook page, your Twitter account, your YouTube account, your blog—any medium you use—what you know about the new legitimization of planned death in our culture and what it means for those who got past the birth canal.
MercatorNet has started a series that is a good place to start, though not stop.
Second, do not buy or advertise in dying mainstream media and—if ever asked—be cautious about even accepting interviews with such outlets. The internet now enables us to reach past them, and we must.
Could there be a pro life movement that makes a difference? I’ll try to write more on that soon but one beginning strategy is: Ask sponsoring groups (many were listed) why they are sponsoring activities that are not only likely to fail in principle but have been proven to do so for decades?
Is it just a matter of being seen to do “the right thing,” because no one really cares what is at stake? That is the most discreet way for a respectable organization to drop out: Keep loyally backing obvious losers year after year.
If the sponsors do not respond by insisting on a complete overhaul of the March and its organizers prior to further funding, assume that they are just in it for the brownie points and transfer your own support to something that will make a difference. The hour is late and the stakes are high. It could be your life or that of someone you love. Ask the Belgians.
See also: Euthanasia And Europe’s Nihilism
Should babies scheduled for infant euthanasia be baptized?