Jennifer over at Conversion Diary started this thing where she does a “7 quick takes Friday.” Well, I didn’t make Friday. Oh, well. But I had such a smattering of short comments today that I thought it was just the idea I needed.
1. During the March for Life, we passed the usual display of graphic abortion photos, juxtaposed with dead Holocaust victims and a dead child in Rwanda, with her machete-severed arm lying across her chest. (No, I’m pretty sure they aren’t part of the March; they seem to be one of the many groups that take the opportunity to target the audience. I’m really not sure why, though; it’s preaching to the choir and there are lots of small children there.) We didn’t divert the kids’ attention fast enough, and they were horrified. “What happened to those people?” gasped middle son. I explained briefly that some were killed in wars and others were killed by abortion. Pause. “Momma,” he asked earnestly, taking my hand and still staring at the pictures, “We don’t do that, do we?” He was obviously upset and worried. Oh, buddy. That’s what the baby looks like after the abortion. That’s why we’re here.
2. As we walked from where we parked to a prayer seige outside a local abortion clinic, some guy across the street was yelling. He stood in the parking spots in front of a small apartment building, hollering, “Hey, preacher guy! Get out! Bush is gone, and so is all of his s***!” I read somewhere else a person who was praying outside an abortion clinic, who met the eyes of a passenger in a car entering the parking lot. She glared at him and mouthed the word “Obama.” And people say it doesn’t really matter what the government says or does, that people don’t base their morals on that. Yeah, right. For too many people, legal = moral.
3. The other night, talking with my husband, he noted that the Black Death (a.k.a. simply the Plague) killed about a third of Europe (some estimates run higher). Abortion has killed a third of the people in this country my age and younger. The drastic population drop in Europe caused massive problems and social restructuring (labor was suddenly in short supply, and that killed serfdom). What is our society reaping? Are we even aware of what we are sowing, or just lulled into shallow happiness by “bread and circuses”?
4. On a lighter note, the friend who introduced me to WordPress had a post a while back about funny things in her “search engine terms” lists. These are sets of words that led people to your blog. Some of them are pretty funny. I hope they found what they were looking for…
“mcdonalds red bean pie”… see! I’m not the only one who adored those oh-so-bad for my health things! (McDonald’s in China doesn’t serve apple or cherry fried pies; they serve red bean or pineapple. The cashier could not believe that I wanted the red bean pie. I justify eating at McDonald’s in China by the fact that we were stuck way out in the business district with no Chinese restaurants, there had been a bad snowstorm, and I ate one of the strictly local items on the menu.)
“gaudete gaudete christmas is not us”… Interpreting lyrics is hard. Interpreting them when you don’t realize they’re in Latin is even harder. (That would be “Christus est natus”, which is “Christ is born”, not “Christmas is not us”… although I can see how they got that.)
“evil goat”… not sure what you were looking for, but I hope you liked the info about the Naval Academy mascot, because I’m pretty sure that’s what you found.
5. The next time you’re in D.C., I highly recommend Chinatown Express, just downhill from 6th and H. The huge traditional arch over the street is just north of the Metro stop, at 7th and H, I think. We turned off the “main drag” along H street because, as we crossed the street, we could see a guy in the window hand-pulling noodles and stopped to watch. We figured it boded well, so why not? It was delicious! And very cheap; a plate of hand-pulled noodles stir fried with meat or vegetables is $7, and it’s a very generous plate. The waitress (she told us she was from Guangdong (which you may know as Canton from the older phoneticization)) paid all kinds of extra attention to our youngest, who is Chinese. The waitress even gave us a traditional Chinese “clothes police” moment, checking to see how many layers our youngest was wearing (and clucking her tongue in disapproval because we didn’t have the baby in at least four layers). Like the other restaurants we’ve seen or eaten at in the D.C. Chinatown, it looked a little run-down, but it was clean, the food was great, and the kids loved the live fish and crabs in tanks at the entrance. And, of course, there’s the noodle-pulling guy! (And just off of 5th and H is St. Mary, Mother of God Church, with Our Lady of China out front.)
6. There is an absolutely awesome video over at Catholic Vote. They did some great videos during the presidential campaigns. They have a new one out. Since y’all don’t always follow the links I put in, I finally figured out how to embed videos (and I sympathize; I’ve checked one blog, followed a link, found another interesting link, etc., etc., and an hour later, I finally look up and wonder where the evening went).
Wow. It’s airing on EWTN, of course, but it also aired on BET (Black Entertainment TV, a major cable channel) during the inauguration coverage.
7. From over at Townhall. President Obama, not wanting to face the March for Life, delayed striking down the Mexico City Policy until Friday. This will allow our tax dollars to go to organizations that do and/or promote abortion internationally. (What happened to “worst economic crisis since the Great Depression,” Mr. President? Where are we going to get this money we don’t have? Don’t we have anything better to do with it?) No, I don’t buy the line that our tax dollars will only fund the cancer screenings that Planned Parenthood International offers, not the abortions. If you fund one part, you fund it all. If you pay for their “Gee, we’re just here to help” facade, it frees them to divert what they would’ve spent on non-abortion services into providing abortions and pushing countries to legalize abortions.