Showing posts with label Barack Obama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Barack Obama. Show all posts

Friday, August 29, 2008

Rockin' up the political scene

Did you listen to Obama last night? We did. Excellent speaker. Good, fierce eye contact.
Honestly, I try hard to be open minded, but any time he brought up abortion rights, I not only cringe but I come very close to needing to leave the room. It is difficult to continue listening to someone who refuses to recognize the rights and person-hood of children, both born and unborn, apparently.
I really don't want to be a one-issue-voter kind of gal but it is like listening to a candidate give a speech encompassing all the issues; gas prices, the war, foreign policy etc. And then he says, " And I think we can all agree on needing to reduce the number of children that we kill. It is an intensely personal decision between a family, their doctor and their God."

Hello-ooo! We shouldn't be allowed to make that kind of choice!

That may sound harsh to you, but that is exactly what I hear when someone on the pro-choice side begins speaking on reproductive rights. It is so difficult to have a sane, reasonable conversation when one of the persons insists on laws allowing for children to be killed. Kind of a conversation ender.
So, rather than be one of those people who shouts at the television, I will walk to the kitchen. Which, unfortunately has a perfect view of the T.V.

Obama's views on reproductive freedom(click here for what he had to say on the Roe v.Wade anniversary in January) could hardly be further from John McCain's VP pick, Governor Sarah Palin.
This makes me H.A.P.P.Y



What do you think about McCain's pick ? How do you feel about the fact that he picked a woman?Do you think it will make any difference in the upcoming election?

Personally, I think it's brilliant. Just brilliant.


Here is what wikipedia says about Governor Sarah Palin:
Family and personal backgroundSarah Louise Heath Palin (IPA: /peɪlɪn/) (born February 11, 1964) is the Governor of Alaska, and the 2008 Republican candidate for Vice President of the United States.[1] She will be the first female Vice Presidential candidate representing the Republican Party and the second female Vice Presidential candidate representing a major political party.Palin was born in Sandpoint, Idaho, the daughter of Charles and Sally (Sheeran) Heath.[3] Her family moved to Alaska when she was an infant.[4] Charles Heath was a popular science teacher and coached track.[4] The Heaths were avid outdoors enthusiasts; Sarah and her father would sometimes wake at 3 a.m. to hunt moose before school, and the family would regularly run 5k and 10k races.[4]Palin was the point guard and captain for the Wasilla High School Warriors, in Wasilla, Alaska, when they won the Alaska small-school basketball championship in 1982; she earned the nickname "Sarah Barracuda" because of her intense play.[4] She played the championship game despite a stress fracture in her ankle, hitting a critical free throw in the last seconds.[4] Palin, who was also the head of the school Fellowship of Christian Athletes, would lead the team in prayer before games.[4]In 1984, Palin was second-place in the Miss Alaska beauty pageant after winning the Miss Wasilla contest earlier that year, winning a scholarship to help pay her way through college.[4] In the Wasilla pageant, she played the flute and also won Miss Congeniality.Palin holds a bachelor's degree in journalism from the University of Idaho where she also minored in politics.Her husband, Todd, is a Native Yup'ik Eskimo.[4] Outside the fishing season, Todd works for BP at an oil field on the North Slope[5] and is a champion snowmobiler, winning the 2000-mile "Iron Dog" race four times.[4] The two eloped shortly after Palin graduated college; when they learned they needed witnesses for the civil ceremony, they recruited two residents from the old-age home down the street.[4] The Palin family lives in Wasilla, about 40 miles (64 km) north of Anchorage.[6]She briefly worked as a sports reporter for local Anchorage television stations while also working as a commercial fisherman with her husband, Todd, her high school sweetheart.[4] One summer when she was working on Todd's fishing boat, the boat collided with a tender while she was holding onto the railing; Palin broke several fingers.[4]On September 11, 2007, the Palins' son Track joined the Army. Eighteen years old at the time, he is the eldest of Palin's five children.[6] Track now serves in an infantry brigade and will be deployed to Iraq in September. She also has three daughters: Bristol, 17, Willow, 13, and Piper, 7.[7] On April 18, 2008, Palin gave birth to her second son, Trig Paxson Van Palin, who has Down syndrome.[8] She returned to the office three days after giving birth.[9] Palin refused to let the results of prenatal genetic testing change her decision to have the baby. "I'm looking at him right now, and I see perfection," Palin said. "Yeah, he has an extra chromosome. I keep thinking, in our world, what is normal and what is perfect?"[9]Details of Palin's personal life have contributed to her political image. She hunts, eats moose hamburger, ice fishes, rides snowmobiles, and owns a float plane.[10][11] Palin holds a lifetime membership with the National Rifle Association. She admits that she used marijuana when it was legal in Alaska, but says that she did not like it.[12]

Well.
I would eat moose burgers anytime with Governor Palin.
Well done, Senator McCain.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

It's a beautiful day, BUT...

It is gorgeous outside. Junuary is officially over and we are into full on June. My flowers are still a little damp, but doing their darnedest to bloom. Even the vegetable graveyard (garden) is beginning to show signs of life. That is astonishing. It seems we do everything in our power to kill every living thing in there, but still, little green things are bursting forth from the most horrible soil on the planet: our vegetable graveyard.








It is warm and sunny. Birds are singing and insects are buzzing. I want to follow Lila's example and roll around in the green, green grass, soaking up the goodness of the day, and thinking of nothing unpleasant.



So the two last things I want to ponder today are politics and abortion. But my friend Randy sent me an email this morning directing me to the newest post on his blog. So I went and read it.



Remember that Star Trek episode where they had the people who lived in the city in the clouds, where everything is beautiful and perfect with no worries?(well, except for that crazy-gross orange sky. Yuck.)
Then there are the people who lived on the planet down below, in a rocky place. They dug in tunnels and lived a hard life.

Sometimes I want to be one of the people who live in the city in the clouds. Don't you ? Everything perfect. Nothing troublesome. Easy-peasy.



But honestly? I don't want to settle for that bubble-wrapped city of temporary, faux happiness. I want the real thing.



All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. It is by his great mercy that we have been born again, because God raised Jesus Christ from the dead. Now we live with great expectation, and we have a priceless inheritance—an inheritance that is kept in heaven for you, pure and undefiled, beyond the reach of change and decay. And through your faith, God is protecting you by his power until you receive this salvation, which is ready to be revealed on the last day for all to see.
So be truly glad.
There is wonderful joy ahead, even though you have to endure many trials for a little while. These trials will show that your faith is genuine. It is being tested as fire tests and purifies gold—though your faith is far more precious than mere gold. So when your faith remains strong through many trials, it will bring you much praise and glory and honor on the day when Jesus Christ is revealed to the whole world.
You love him even though you have never seen him. Though you do not see him now, you trust him; and you rejoice with a glorious, inexpressible joy. The reward for trusting him will be the salvation of your souls.

1st Peter 1:3-9


Back to abortion and politics I go. On Randy's blog, he had a story from the Wall Street Journal about a survivor of a late term, saline abortion. She is a lovely young woman today. I look at her picture and am astonished at the sheer LIFE of her. The article should really be titled, "The Audacity of Life," not "The Audacity of Death."

How dare she live? In Barack Obama's opinion, she is not even a person. Here is a quote from the article, which was written byDaniel Alliott:
"As an Illinois state senator, Barack Obama twice opposed legislation to define as "persons" babies who survive late-term abortions. Babies like Gianna. Mr. Obama said in a speech on the Illinois Senate floor that he could not accept that babies wholly emerged from their mother's wombs are "persons," and thus deserving of equal protection under the Constitution's 14th Amendment."
Obama believes that reproductive freedoms are among our most basic rights. He has promised to do everything in his power to ensure that every woman has the right to choose death for her baby, whenever she wants throughout her pregnancy and for whatever reason she wants. He also will ensure that our tax dollars will pay for many of these killings.
It doesn't matter what language he softens it up with, death is death. I don't want my taxes to go for killing babies.

So, do you want to go back to the city in the clouds? I know. Me, too. But I won't bury my head in the sand while this is taking place.
I will never support a pro-choice candidate. I couldn't stand before God and explain how I thought it was the lesser of two evils.
When I look at the picture of the young woman who survived the saline abortion, I am crushed. We are blindly killing real people in the name of reproductive freedom and convenience.
When I look at her picture, I study her face and expression, thinking "She could have been mine."
Unlike hers, my saline abortion was deemed a success. My child did not survive.
And there is not enough room in the blogosphere to express my sorrow for that.