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Confessions of an Abortion Doctor

I found a link to this amazingly open and vulnerable article by an abortion doctor at Christianity Today. It reminded me of Huckleberry Finn, probably because I’m still reading Huck Finn (no, I didn’t finish before this morning, but it’s OK). Huck is so confused about morality and ethical reasoning. He knows it’s not right for him to help Jim, the slave, “steal himself” from his mistress, but he just can’t bring himself to do the “right” thing and turn Jim in to the authorities. So he decides that he’ll just have to do what he feels is right and face the consequences, “go to hell.”
The Boston abortion doctor in the article is just about as confused as poor old Huck. She know the baby in the womb is a child, that she is ending a life when she aborts a baby.

I have the utmost respect for life; I appreciate that life starts early in the womb, but also believe that I’m ending it for good reasons. Often I’m saving the woman, or I’m improving the lives of the other children in the family. I also believe that women have a life they have to consider. If a woman is working full-time, has one child already, and is barely getting by, having another child that would financially push her to go on public assistance is going to lessen the quality of her life. And it’s also an issue for the child, if it would not have had a good life. Life’s hard enough when you’re wanted and everything’s prepared for. So yes, I end life, but even when it’s hard, it’s for a good reason.

The doctor ends her confessions with these hauntingly tragic words:

I feel like I’m doing something so right. How could people think it’s wrong?

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semiotics: the study of signs and symbols, including words, images, sounds, gestures, and objects
Has anyone read The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco? Did you understand it? I must confess, I didn’t. I must further confess that I only “understood” T.S. Eliot after a kind friend in college explained to me that I should be content in reading Eliot to grasp phrases and sentences here and there instead of trying to bring the poem into a coherent, organized narrative. So that’s how I read Eliot and most other modern poets. And I guess that’s how I should have read Eco, just being happy to understand parts of the whole. Anyway, Umberto Eco, semiotician and novelist, was born on this date in 1932.
I may read The Name of the Rose again someday when I’m feeling particularly intelligent, linguistic, and post-modern. I like Sean Connery and medieval monasteries and mysteries. I can get it, really I can.

Can’t Blog

Can’t eat . . . can’t sleep . . . can’t blog.

I must re-read The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and have something intelligent to say about it before Wednesday. See you all soon.

Happy Birthday, Professor Tolkien

J.R.R. Tolkien, b. 1892, is, of course, about the best modern (twentieth century) writer there is. If you don’t agree, I feel for you. We celebrated Tolkien’s birthday a few days early. I re-read The Silmarillion, and on New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day, we watched the Peter Jackson interpretation of Tolkien, all three movies in extended editions. This celebration may become an annual tradition.
Yesterday was the first time I had seen the extended edition of Return of the King. I liked it. Some of my children, who shall remain unnamed, are somewhat angry with Movie-Aragorn, and with Mr. Jackson, because they think that Movie-Aragorn was flirting with Eowyn and leading her on in a most unbecoming and un-Tolkienish way. They especially disliked the added scene where Aragron happens upon Eowyn while she is sleeping and gently covers her feet and listens to her dream. I thought it was sweet.
The movies aren’t Tolkien. The movies are Peter Jackson’s interpretation of Tolkien. Tolkien’s books are better than the movies. However, I love the movies in a different way, and I am quite impressed with what some crazy movie makers were able to do to bring a piece of Tolkien’s imaginary world to the screen.
I leave you with a couple of quotes from The Silmarillion:

And the Numenoreans answered: ‘Why should we not envy the Valar, or even the least of the Deathless? For of us is required a blind trust, and a hope without assurance, knowing not what lies before us in a little while. And we also love the Earth and would not lose it.’
Then the Messengers said: ‘Indeed the mind of Iluvatar concerning you is not known to the Valar. . . the Valar bid you earnestly not to withhold the trust to which you are called, lest soon it become again a bond by which you are constrained. Hope rather that in the end even the least of your desires shall have fruit. The love of Arda was set in your hearts by Iluvatar, and he does not plant to no purpose.’

Luthien was the most beautiful of all the children of Iluvatar. Blue was her rainment as the unclouded heaven, but her eyes were grey as the unclouded evening; her mantle was sewn with golden flowers, but her hair was dark as the shadows of twilight. As the light upon the leaves of trees, as the voice of clear waters, as the stars above the mists of the world, such was her glory and her loveliness; and in her face was a shining light.

Last year on Tolkien’s birthday
Thoughts on The Silmarilllion

Social Security Lockbox

As far as I can determine the SSA has replacement Social Security cards in a “lockbox” since 9/11. I lost my 17 year old son’s SS card. He needs a replacement because he wants to get a driver’s license. Here in Texas, in order to get a driver’s license, he must show them a SS card. Unfortunately, in order to get a replacement SS card, he has to have a driver’s license or some other form of identification. From the SSA website, here is alist of some of the documents that they might acccept as identification:

* Driver’s license
* Marriage or divorce record
* Military records
* Adoption record
* Life insurance policy
* Passport
* Health Insurance card (not a Medicare card)
* School ID card

Computer Guru Son isn’t married (or divorced), isn’t in the military, isn’t adopted, has no life insurance nor passport, and has no school ID card since he’s homeschooled. He does have a health insurance card, but it doesn’t have his full name on it because his name is too long for the health insurance company’s computer paradigm. And Blue Cross won’t make him a special card with his full name on it (we asked). Social Security says his birth certificate isn’t useful for the purposes of identification. Neither is anything else we have. We’ve been to the SS office three times, and I spent an hour on the phone yesterday arguing with two different SSA people. They both finally told me that Computer Guru Son doesn’t exist for the purposes of the SSA and therefore he won’t be able to get a SS card. Bureaucracy wins again.

Sabbath Rest

I found these words in a post entitled A Time to Rest and Reflect by John Zimmer at Letters from Babylon:

While we often do not take the Sabbath as a special day of rest and worship, I suggest that this fact might be symptomatic of our general busyness. As I have lately considered my own weekly routine, I notice that three things monopolize nearly all of my waking hours. Each of the three is an important, valuable endeavor, and two of them are even acts of giving to others. Surely I do well to do these things, right? There is no need to give up one of them, is there? In fact, would I not be sinning by decreasing my involvement at my local church? Would it not be wrong of me to lay down my role in the children’s ministry, when the task is vital for the nurturing of the next generation and might not get done as well or at all without my efforts (just an example—my contribution is not so decisive as that in reality)? At first glance, it seems the answer is yes—it would be selfish and perhaps sinful not to serve in whatever capacity I can. After all, if I weren’t serving in the children’s ministry or the soup kitchen or the adult literacy program or some other important service to other people, what would I be doing? Napping? Reading a book in the park? Strolling along the river listening to the Fenway crowd cheer? Surely I should sacrifice those simple (but ultimately selfish) pleasures for the sake of service to others.

But the danger in our busyness, even in the (rare) case that all our activities are valuable and others-centered, is that we do not have time to fellowship with our Creator. We are so busy preaching the Gospel that we do not have the time to develop intimacy with the Author and Finisher of our faith. We do not have the time to ponder deep issues of the mind and heart. We do not have the time to sit still and listen to what the Spirit of God may want to say to us. I fear that in the end, then, even our service to others will suffer by doing too much of it.

I tend to take time to read and think because I don’t believe I can live and remain sane without it. Engineer Husband, on the other hand, craves time to read and reflect, but seldom takes it. He is driven, I think, by his mother’s oft-repeated instruction, “Do something useful!” I am going to try to encourage him to take Sunday afternoons (or maybe Saturday mornings), at least, to read and think and pray and rest. He needs it, but it will be a matter of discipline for him.

Rot

I found this quote serendipitously while looking for something totally different:

Gentlemen, you are now about to embark on a course of studies which will occupy you for two years. Together, they form a noble adventure. But I would like to remind you of an important point. Nothing that you will learn in the course of your studies will be of the slightest possible use to you in after life, save only this, that if you work hard and intelligently you should be able to detect when a man is talking rot, and that, in my view, is the main, if not the sole, purpose of education.
John Alexander Smith, Speech to Oxford University students, 1914

Yes. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if, when I finish homeschooling eight children, each and every one of them were equipped with an excellent rot detector? I would be vindicated.

“With Great Power . . .

comes great responsibility.”–Spiderman We’ve been watching (and pretending) a lot of Spiderman around here for the past few days. And I’ve been thinking about that mantra and how it applies to various ethical situations facing our country and our family. Spiderman feels responsible for everybody. He thinks he’s responsible for his uncle’s death because he had an opportunity to stop the thief who murdered his uncle and didn’t do it. He shirks his responsibility to fight evil in order to pursue the girl he loves and finds that he can’t protect her unless he does what he has been empowered to do–fight evil. So how does all this responsibility/power stuff relate to our nation and to the decisions we make as a family? I have lots of questions but not so many answers.
I supported our nation’s decision to invade Iraq, partly because I believed, along with practically everyone else, that Saddam Hussein had weapons of mass destruction or was busily developing them and that he was encouraging and training terrorists to export death and destruction around the world. Even after we discovered that Iraq’s weapon program was probably not as well developed as was originally thought, I believed that we had a moral responsibility to overthrow the government that was responsible for torture, persecution, and murder on a large scale. I could not live with the idea that we had the power to get rid of Saddam’s evil, and we stood by and let it happen. But where does that responsibility end? Do we have the responsibility and the resources to eradicate evil in every country on the globe? Of course not. How much responsibility do we have, because of our riches, to rebuild SriLanka or Indonesia? How many dictators must we overthrow and replace? Do we decide on the basis of self-interest? Saddam was a threat to us, so we took him out. Dictator Y is only killing his own people, so we leave him alone? Or do we decide on the basis of what is possible? We could remove Saddam, so we did. Removing Kim Chong-Il of North Korea would provoke China, so we just talk to him and tell him to be good.
Then there’s individual and family responsibility. I long ago rejected the idea, at least in practice, that it is wrong to shop or eat out on Sunday because we’re supporting those businesses who compel their employees to work on Sunday. Likewise, I rent movies from Blockbuster even though I believe that they are purveyors of many very subversive and evil movies. I recently asked a question on another blog about boycotting Walmart, and received this answer:

Mattel and Disney and all the other toy manufacturers don’t pay decent wages because Wal Mart won’t pay a fair price for toys, and since they are the world’s largest retailer, they have the power to set the market price. So they set a wholesale price so low that the manufacturer can’t pay a decent wage.
Wal Mart has a multitude of sins, including selling products below their cost in order to kill competitors, knowingly hiring contractors that employ illegal immigrants to clean stores, because they work cheap; widescale discrimination against female employees, refusing to pay overtime and making salaried workers work 60 hours a week

Am I really responsible for the sins of Walmart’s owners and stockholders because I shop there? If so, what are my alternatives? Are there any sin-free zones where I can shop? Isn’t Target or Sears just as bad? Don’t they all get their products from the same places? Or is there a threshhold at which the sin becomes so egregious that I am truly encouraging and participating in evil when I shop at a certain business? If I knowingly bought products from businesses that were working within the Nazi system during WW2, wouldn’t I be morally culpable? If this is a general principle, shouldn’t I also refuse to rent movies at Blockbuster, watch movies produced by certain film companies, buy anything made in China, shop at stores that open on Sunday, etc. ad infinitum? How far does my responsibility extend? With great power comes great responsibility. Because as Americans we are rich, we have some power. How much responsibility do we have?
And then what about unintended consequences? Our presence in Iraq has had some unintended consequences. Some say we have drawn more terrorists to the region by our very presence. My not buying products made in China (or sold by Walmart) could have unintended consequences, too. If enough people joined me, those people who are now working for slave wages and under horrid conditions might becme unemployed and starve to death. Would this, too, become my responsibility?

As anyone can see, my training in ethics is somewhat limited. However, I think these are the kinds of questions that average Christians struggle with and want answered. Any ideas?

Luke 12:48b From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.

Rudyard Kipling, b. 1835, d. 1936

Here’s my post last year on this date, and I think it was almost prescient. And here’s another Kipling poem for this birthday:

When Earth’s last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried,
When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it — lie down for an aeon or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew!

And those that were good shall be happy: they shall sit in a golden chair;
They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets’ hair;
They shall find real saints to draw from — Magdalene, Peter, and Paul;
They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all!

And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,
But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are!

Work for the joy of working and plenty of time to do whatever you’re called to do. It sounds heavenly to me.

Dudley Pope, b. 1925, d. 1997

I found this author, born on this date, and thought that those many Patrick O’Brian fans out there might enjoy Mr. Pope’s fiction also set at sea during the Napoleonic Wars. Of course, it would take a long time for those O’Brian fans to run out of Aubrey/Maturin books to read; there are twenty of them. I tried reading Master and Commander once, but I had a hard time getting into it–too much nautical terminology and not enough action. I thought the movie was OK, nothing to write home about. Maybe I’ll try again sometime.