Frog Boils

For years now I have refrained from using the creepy and depressing frog in a pot of water analogy because I had been told it was not true.

Turns out it may be true. It could be true in the following ways:

1. The frog has been mentally or physically disabled. A brained frog or a frog with broken limbs will or can’t jump. Hardly proves anything beyond extreme cruelty.

2. The water is heated extremely slowly.

The “successful” experiments for this story were conducted by “scientists” in the 1800s. The quotation marks indicate my personal distaste for this kind of experiment. What normal person boils frogs in the name of science?!

The unfortunate truth: amphibians now have more advocates than babies. Imagine what PETA would do if NIH started boiling frogs.

But the children born as the result of incompetent abortionists (here I resist the quotes but must ask you to dwell on exactly what a successful abortionist does) are targets for medical murder.

Not only have abortion clinics been quietly snuffing out human life for years, now Planned Parenthood (recipient of tax funds) is openly advocating extending abortion to live human babies.

Who needs frogs when you can experiment on humans instead? Are you feeling cozy and warm in that pot? Check your limbs, check your cerebral cortex, and then find a way to jump. ‘Cause things are getting hotter here. One degree at a time.

Why Facebook needs an “ugh” button…

The story circulates and re-circulates but the video never should: two men taped themselves abusing a child a decade ago and this week it goes viral on Facebook?!

Why would anyone “Like” that?!

Why would thousands repost it?

While I am glad people have reported the video, I would prefer it had not been viewed or more than that, made.

No one should do that to a child. And we are no longer a civilized nation if we promote child abuse on social media or do nothing to stop it.

Anyone who helps who spreads child pornography should face charges.

But of course, they won’t.

Where is the equal sign for children?

5 a day

Last April I made a commitment to write about child abuse every day in remembrance of National Child Abuse Prevention Month. It was spiritually and emotionally painful.

This year I have committed to write about recovery. I don’t think most kids have happy, stress-free childhoods, but some experience more grief and trauma than others.

And then there are the five each day.

In the United States of America 5 children die each day from the fatal effects of child abuse. Beautiful little children like Toryn Buckman.

Imagine if it were 5 celebrities, 5 soccer moms, 5 athletes, 5 politicians. Any other group of people in this country gets killed off in groups of five or more a day and we would have a national crisis. It would be national news. It would be a scandal. Advocates would call for change.

But not children. Children in our country are second-class citizens. They have no voice. We have to be their voices.

When I contacted elected officials and bureaucrats to ask them to assist abused children to a man they said the same thing–this is not my issue.

Is it yours?

Forever

He says, I want to live here forever
Can we live here forever?
And I understand what he means–
We are close to heaven
Close to sanctuary

He doesn’t know
What happened to his sister
He doesn’t know
That everything
He does is a reminder
Of how very young she was
The ghost
Hurt my babies.

Easter

Resurrection
To rise from the dead
To lose your life
Then find it again
Rebirth
Renaissance
To walk out of a disaster and into
Life
Everlasting
The beginning and the end
Only this time
The end is a beginning
Home.