Institutional “Enabling” And the HHS Mandate

Last week I wrote some thoughts on the tragic death of Whitney Houston.  In that article, I also opened up regarding some of my own personal past events, in an attempt to relate, as best I could, to the sad but clear truth that we could all without a doubt be a “Whitney,” had we been thus enabled by walking in her shoes and situation.

In re-reading my piece, I began to find myself further exploring the whole idea of “enabling” on a societal level, whether drugs, alcohol, or within the realm of sexuality.  It briefly occurred to me then, but more so now, how much the entire flap over forced payment of contraception and abortifacients by church and para-church organizations is indeed a case of this type of enablement.

What I do not think people fully realize, even those who are against this move by the Obama administration, is how much of a slippery slope we have already been on to even bring us to this point, or for how many years. It was called in the 1960s the “New Morality.” With that change in paradigms the birth control “Pill” became common, living together outside of marriage was suddenly acceptable, and sexuality in all forms was openly explored. It was no longer tied to one of its main purposes, which is the continuation of the human species, and became an end in itself. That altered thinking or, as some call it, the “contraceptive mentality,” was major in its ramifications. It was no longer the “norm” for a woman to stay at home and raise a family, but became just as common or more so to work and day care centers began to boom as an industry. Divorce became “no-fault” and those, like myself, from backgrounds of same-sex attraction too were liberated. What had been commonly accepted as correct behavior was turned on its head in a short enough time that I, even as a child and then teen during that era, easily observed the entire change by the time I graduated from high school, the year after Roe v Wade legalized abortion on demand nationwide.

I have seen many who have written on the Constitutional and religious liberty issues with regard to this issue but not so much on this more subtle piece to the puzzle. Perhaps we shy away from it due to our own senses of guilt or shame, or other reasons too, but I think we need to face squarely the fact that our society allowed this to happen and did not in fact even notice it coming because we were too busy participating.  Some forward-thinking people, such as Pope Paul VI, obviously did, to be sure, but they were considered to be overly inflammatory, “haters,” or just plain gloom-and-doom types who did not really know the score.  As it turns out, they were the only ones actually keeping score.

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We as fallen humans use some very complex psychology in order to enable others on any level, personal or otherwise. We first try to second-guess what might be the best for people, basing it upon possible or probable future behavior, whether good or bad.  Instead of then dealing with the underlying behavior issues, such as in this instance sexual promiscuity and wanton selfishness, we try to help them to plan for it. The faultiness in this approach is clear to me just by looking at my own past grievous faults and actions.

In my other article, I speak of a man with whom I was briefly involved in 1993, one who turned out to be HIV positive (the virus which causes AIDS).  The ironic thing is that I had never been in even a remotely dangerous sexual liaison until in my early 30s and in the process of divorcing, and had lost my dearest friend in ministry, as well as his wife, in the mid-1980s to this lethal illness. In his case it was due to a drug-dependent past, and then after he became a committed Christian he unknowingly passed it on to his equally unsuspecting wife. So I was aware of the horror of HIV/AIDS early on.  I was also educated on ways to prevent it.  But I still stepped into the trap of risk-taking.  And the very people who aided and abetted me in those risks were the same ones whose stated intentions were to help people make wiser decisions, such as the MN AIDS Project and others.  Let me be clear that no one told me to take risks. But it was assumed that I would, and thus thought necessary to teach me how to minimize them while maximizing my own pursuits for pleasure.

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Obviously I was old enough and knew enough that I must own any choices I made at that time, but the fact remains that I might have been swayed otherwise if I had been warned more clearly about the gravity of the perils I was walking into, even of such things as failed condom usage and of the many other sexually transmitted diseases not always prevented by “playing the field” as I was heartily doing, even in a supposedly “safe” manner.  Instead the local LGBT bars handed out condoms for free to all customers, and the view was very simply that “we were going to do it anyway” so we might as well do it as safely as possible.

The striking similarity between giving an alcoholic just enough drinks to make him or her “feel good” and then to hang upon the futile hope that they will cheerfully comply with a 2 or 3 drink limit is an irony not lost to me. The bars, the MN AIDS Project, the LGBT publications, and even the “gay-friendly” churches all presumed the same thing—that being sexually active was the “new norm.” And, partly at least owing to that pervasive attitude, we did exactly that. People strongly tend to act as they are expected to. Basic psychology 101.

For my part I was not overly risky in my activities, and always stayed within commonly recommended “safer sex” guidelines. But when a person who I had spent one passionate night with died just one year later, of a disease I had sworn I would never allow myself to even get near to, it jolted within me a wakeup call, slowing me down abruptly  and considerably.  While it was several more years before I became fully celibate, I was suddenly far more particular as to who I went home with and how often, knowing that each encounter could be the one that might give me that dreaded and lethal condition. In effect the “field” became less fun but had far fewer weeds at that point.

The idea therefore that we must provide easy contraception for women who are sexually active is ludicrous to me in the same way as the well-intentioned folks at the bar who used to give me condoms by the dozen at no charge.  In both cases we are expecting the worst, not the best, to occur, and in doing so we essentially make it easier to happen.  That is what enabling does.

I was blessed, not deserving so, I might add, to find myself after 9 months of tests to still to be HIV negative. Other people, good people who our Lord loves and who carry His dignity and image, have not been so blessed as me.  But I wish to heaven someone out there had truly cared enough to not suggest that I have “safer sex,” but instead would have seriously challenged me to be celibate.  I am not sure I would have listened—but I might have—and did eventually.  No one though within the LGBT community or for that matter among other family and friends ever even attempted such a thing. Not one, and not once that I recall at least.

Fast-forwarding to now, in the name of “women’s health” of all things, we are doing the exact same type of enabling with HHS. The idea of even suggesting abstinence is approximately somewhere between idiotic and far-fetched to many of the people involved, and yet one of them is a faithful and at least apparently monogamous husband (President Obama), several are noted Catholic women with longstanding marriages, such as Kathleen Sibelius and Nancy Pelosi, and one, the head of the Catholic Health Care Association, Sister Carol Sheehan, has taken a lifetime vow of celibacy and chastity, which we can only assume she follows personally.  What a strange, strange group to be promoting promiscuity in the name of health!!!  How it must be a stench before our God.

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Revelation speaks of the “whore of Babylon” and her desire to spread her immorality to others. Why would the above-mentioned group (picture is slightly different), all who claim to be practicing Christians, spend so much of their valuable time, efforts, and even reputations to do the same?

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Birth control is not illegal in this nation.  Nor, for that matter, is abortion sadly.  But the idea that it is somehow our moral responsibility to begin paying for such services to those who otherwise could not afford it, rather than using that same exertion and money in educating  those women (and men) in better ways to live, such as abstinence outside of marriage and NFP (Natural Family Planning) within it, which has been long proven to work just as well as the “Pill” by the way, causes me to wonder just what could motivate anyone who names the name of Christ to encourage others to do things with their bodies that they themselves clearly choose not to do?  The word stupid does not begin to describe it.

I am baffled, sickened and irate about this whole thing, as are many, many others. But I know one thing on a first-hand level that seems to be missed in this whole argument in both directions. I know the fear and apprehension that comes from supposedly “safer sex.” And I have seen friends die from it.  That to me is reason enough to oppose this immoral mandate.

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Adding one last but very crucial point, the MN AIDS Project does many fine things. I would take nothing away the fact that they have pioneered efforts to fight HIV when few were doing so. I am simply saying that I fervently wish they would add abstinence education to their agenda. I do not expect them to do so, however. So this is not primarily about them–but it is about me and the many of us who once supported everything within the LGBT community, and can no longer do so.  However they (MN AIDS Project) do raise much money each year to fight AIDS and to help, in practical ways, those who currently are afflicted with it. A link to some of those activities is listed just below this paragraph. A better approach however might be to give to Catholic groups who also assist those with AIDS, but do so without advancing the idea of so-called “safer sex” but instead abstinence and helping people to achieve this this goal, no matter what their sexual inclination may be. Many such fine groups exist, such as Catholic Relief Services and the apostolate Courage. Their links are just below as well: 

http://crs.org/hiv-aids/

http://couragerc.net/

https://community.mnaidsproject.org/aidswalk

I Had A Dream–About The President

 

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No, I am not channeling MLK (Martin Luther King) here.  I really did have a dream, and I will just say that I believe God was somehow involved in it. But I will leave that for the reader to judge.

To preface this, I can think of perhaps 6 times in my 56 years where I had such a vivid and realistic dream that, years later, the details remained intact and the message seemed clear enough to be something beyond me or this natural world. This was the 7th.  So it is not that I am given to hunting down the meanings of dreams or looking particularly for them as a form of “private revelation.” I sought none of them out.

It was 5 days before the 2008 Presidential election of a man who I had worked for and supported more than any other in my lifetime. He was, and is, eloquent, dashing, apparently “inclusive of all,” and at least outwardly courteous towards opposing views while seemingly intelligent and decisive enough to lead a nation still headed towards multiple disasters, both home and abroad.  Yes, I am speaking of President Barack Obama.

Some of the leadership within my own Catholic Christian Faith had publicly warned the faithful about him, but I was not ready to heed those warnings at that time, although I did at least listen and was sincerely doing my best to support who I felt would be the best candidate.  Sorting it out was torturous to me.  Besides having been a lifelong Democrat (although I had strayed to the edge of party lines on a few occasions), I had just seen the results of 8 years of a devoutly “Christian President” who was Republican and was not impressed with the outcome.  I was, like so many, frightened about the economy, but not only due to its immediate impact, but also the long-range results of heavy job loss and foreclosures while our nation was simultaneously attempting to bring peace in two major world conflicts.  I as well did not fully trust the opposing candidate (John McCain) or his emotional temperament for the highest office in the land, and as a worldwide leader.

And to me these were and are “life issues,” just as abortion is. A hotheaded President who seemed to itch for war was not my idea of building a safer world—in fact it seemed to me a recipe for actually bringing us to the brink of World War III.  And who is to say, even now, whether that may not have in fact occurred if the election results had been different?  All I knew was that my heart was at least in the right place while I supported Obama, and I was in no way attempting to ignore his chumminess with Planned Parenthood and other such abhorrent pro-abortion groups. My support for him was in spite of, never because of, those questionable alliances.  I just felt that we had to work delicately around that issue, and that regardless of his abortion views, he would hopefully help us to re-create a world or environment that might potentially remove the stress of a desperate woman or teen who was unexpectedly pregnant, thus eliminating the need for abortions to even occur, and lowering their numbers overall as an outcome.

So that was my thinking when I went to bed that Thursday before Election Tuesday. I had heard all of the arguments both ways, and still believed Obama was, generally, better than the alternative. Then came the dream…

I was sitting on the floor in a small living room area, with then-Senator Obama on the sofa and next to him was a member of the clergy. As he spoke I was transfixed, and heard his voice and intonations as clearly as if I were awake, again something I do not recall usually happening in my “average” dream.  I wanted him to address the abortion issue, and to find out if he really intended to honor and voraciously support those of us from the Pro-Life camps, even though we did not represent his position on the issue.  I asked my minister friend to express this to him, and after he did so the President spoke with words, the essence of which I will not ever forget. He said, essentially, that he intended to “listen and respect” all views, including pro-life ones, and would absolutely promise to do so.  Listen and respect. That was his promise. No more, no less. I was waiting for some concrete ways that he planned to end or at least lessen the need for abortion.  But he simply pledged to give the utmost polite ear to us who were Pro-Lifers. For a moment I rejoiced, feeling that we would indeed be at least heard clearly, and our views seriously considered in each of his choices in this area.  But then it suddenly occurred to me that this was not what he had actually said. I then questioned this point to my minister friend, and he enthusiastically stood behind Obama’s response to me, basically suggesting that I could not and should not expect more. I then chillingly realized that he (Obama) had no intention whatsoever to give us anything but lip service. In fact there was no one present who could give such an assurance, not the President-to-be, not the “man of God,” and not even me to myself.  End of dream.

I woke up completely overwhelmed, but clearly knowing that, after months of attending rallies and giving donations, my vote had to change. For it was not just a “dream” I had experienced, but in reality a nightmare compilation of the words of speeches I had listened intently to in the last few months before the election.  It was spoken in the words he would not say, not the ones he had said, to those of us desperately looking to him for answers.  It, in reality, was the main reason for the unprecedented vocal concern of our US Catholic Bishops, including my own,  finding themselves this time speaking out against the “social justice” candidate and it was also the chilling testimony of one Jill Stanek RN, a nurse who experienced first-hand what Obama’s “respectful listening” would accomplish.  She had learned this the hard way when he was yet a State Senator in Illinois where she lived, and she had begun speaking out about his 2 time opposition to the “Infants Born Alive Protection Act.”  She had firsthand observed more than one child die after a botched abortion was taken to the utility room and left alone to finish her or his short life.  This woman, a respected OB-GYN nurse, was not inventing stories. Her case was easily provable.  Here is a story on the topic from CNN in 2008:

Still troubled, and needing just one more confirmation of my drastic last-minute change of heart, I went to Mass that weekend an hour early, taking along my Bible and just sitting quietly in the pew where Blessed Mother Teresa had once occupied when visiting Minnesota years back.   Two passages kept coming to me, and I decided to read and re-read them until I could hear what God was actually saying to me in His Word.

One was in Isaiah, and had to do with the utter corruption within the priesthood and leadership of Israel. And, of course that corruption continues today in various ways.  The significance however was that, no matter who supported this man, religious, non-religious, or otherwise “spiritual,” could not get away from the fact that he was not just pro-choice but pro-abortion.  It is one thing to believe that sometimes an abortion is regrettably the only choice (although even on that point I vehemently disagree) but quite another to be promising Planned Parenthood or NARAL (originally named the National Association for the Repeal of Abortion Laws) to be their “best friends” which he had essentially done publicly. It is still on YouTube.  Take the 7 minutes to watch the whole thing.  It will hopefully make you sick to your stomach.

 The other is a passage in Romans 3:8 about doing evil that good may come of it. Can we ever vote the wrong person into office and then just “hope” for right results? Perhaps there was indeed some danger that McCain would not do well, or get us into further war.  Perhaps is the operative word here, however.  But Obama promised and planned to further de-regulate abortion, and as it happened he has kept those promises.  Voting for someone who I could only hope would reform after getting into office is about as audacious (I use that word deliberately) as marrying an active alcoholic and then attempting to “change” them later during their more sober moments—assuming that they had some. Simply put it does not work.

Thanks to the intercession that Sunday morning of one of the most Pro-life “soon-to-be Saints” who had ever lived, Blessed Mother Teresa, and even more so to the quiet voice of the Holy Spirit speaking to me through His own God-Breathed Word as I meditated quietly before the Tabernacle of the living God in the Eucharist, my course was now clear.  My family and friends would not understand, as this was the second time I had totally “flip-flopped” on this whole matter, nor would those who I worked with to help Obama become President.  But when I went to the ballot box that Tuesday I voted for John McCain and did so with a clear conscience, yet still secretly hoping Barack Obama would win.  Such was my turmoil and conflict regarding this man and his message.

We now face the results of the very thinking and false charm that had literally drawn as it were like moths to the flame, not only me but so many other sincere Catholics and Christians of all persuasions.  What President Obama has done since his election has not only consistently promoted the culture of death, but he has not even begun to fix the economy that might have at least kept some of those in poverty situations and the like to reconsider their abortion decisions made under such extreme duress.  And he wants my support again and expects it, as well as my donations. But believe me it will not be happening.

I can only close this by saying “YES WE CAN—but NO WE WON’T.”  I won’t anyway. Even if I end up writing in a candidate, and I may need to do exactly that, I will not struggle this time, nor waiver on my convictions on this or other life issues.  I realize now what Blessed Mother Teresa and Blessed John Paul II always knew from the beginning—that we can never have a stable society on a lasting level if we do not fully value the “least among us.”  And no chances should be taken.  My candidate may or may not win.  But when I cast that vote, God willing, I plan to be clear in my own understanding of why they get my vote. It will not be because someone “might” do the right thing.  It will be because he or she will do his utterly best to do so, and has the record and character to prove it.  In my mind that candidate is Rick Santorum. But even if not, I am sure of this much– it is not Obama.

Note to President Obama—“No we can’t. Ever.”

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Alan Colmes and Heartlessness

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Having lost 4 children to miscarriage and having to argue all my adult life with people about whether they were “real children” or not causes me to carry some unmitigated disgust towards Alan Colmes in this debate about, again, Santorum.  Even Obama said to keep the children out of it when Sarah Palin‘s kids were being accused and criticized in 2008.

GET A CLUE, HOLMES…Anyone who has read of this knows he did not bring the deceased child home to “play with it.”

They brought it home so the other children could have the one chance in their entire life to see and love that child, hold it, and pray for it.  Isn’t that what funerals are for? But oh I forgot–our society does not care enough about dead babies to have funerals.  You will not see me say this often about anyone but Alan Holmes is an true and total ASS.  I hope he is fired and soon.

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http://the-american-catholic.com/2012/01/02/alan-colmes-is-beneath-contempt/   THIS is one of the posts that started this whole discussion and is well worth looking at…

http://foxnewsinsider.com/2012/01/02/watch-rich-lowry-takes-alan-colmes-to-task-for-comments-about-santorum-deceased-child/

 

 

If you honestly wish to see how “kooky” Rick Santorum is, watch this YouTube video.  If you can watch it without a tear I feel sad for you. And pray that, like Alan Colmes, you too may get a heart.