Kathryn Lean Lopez, resident obtuse humorless Catholic at National Review, does research. You walk past the oscilloscopes, through the Nuclear Magnetic Resonance laboratory at the end of the hall, and waaaay back there, you find her. Switching knobs, twirling dials. Monitoring the output.
Liberty’s Beating Heart
I turned on my television Thursday morning and heard a beating heart.
It was the beautiful, vulnerable sound of an unborn baby’s still-developing heart, transmitted by ultrasound. “We don’t know her eye color,” the voiceover said. “Whether she’ll be a redhead or brunette . .”
But we all know she’ll have 50 states and plenty of coastline. K-Lo hears the beating heart of America. As always, she’s wrong.
The ad was for a medical group in northern Virginia. “Join the future of health,” the commercial urged.
It was quite the paradox that later that same day, the House of Representatives voted down a bill to prohibit sex-selective abortion.
They voted ‘No’ even after the ad? My life, bagled. We live in a dystopia where legislators can simply ignore whatever makes K-Lo cry. What has happened to us? When did we come ’round to thinking randomly produced, cleverly edited clips were less than Reality Itself?
. . a search for the missing girls around the world tells a different story — as does a click on one of Live Action’s new undercover videos, reminding us that brutality and unjust laws are not foreign to America.
Directed by brave young Lila Rose, one of the latest investigative videos shows a woman in Planned Parenthood’s flagship clinic in Manhattan explaining that she has been married for seven years, has a daughter, and now wants a son. Just as Live Action has encountered before, a Planned Parenthood worker doesn’t flinch in the facilitation of a sex-selective abortion.
Wrong again. “The employee asked the activist, ‘And have you guys — you know, ’cause we’re required to discuss all of the, you know, a patient’s options — is adoption something that you were interested in considering?’” That part was edited out, so, no flinchies nyah nyah.
Did someone say something about a war on women? Live Action just exposed one.
Wrong again again. When actors pretend to do something, it doesn’t really happen.