At nearly six weeks, the Gosnell trial has something in common with its unborn victims: it has a heartbeat now, and not just in the conservative press. The story is pulsing through the mainstream media, as alive as it’s ever been in the two years since Kermit Gosnell’s conviction. For once, the bloodcurdling accounts–so otherworldly that Snopes had to separate it from urban legend–are receiving the attention the pro-abortion press never wanted to give it.
In Gosnell’s torture chamber, the urine-stained hallways are nothing compared to his method for disposing bodies. During one of the most nauseating accounts yet, Gosnell’s janitor told the court that he threatened to quit because “he refused to pull any more flesh from aborted babies out of the plumbing.” “He told the jury toilets backed up one to two times a week,” and he was forced to open the pipes and see “fetal parts such as babies’ arms come spilling out.” He testified that he “scooped up body parts with a shovel and put them in a bag that was taken to the rat-infested basement,” where a cat roamed the clinic, using plants as its litter box.
As one staffer described it, the dirty bathrooms were a central part of the abortion process. “If… a baby was about to come out,” she said, “I would take the woman to the bathroom. They would sit on the toilet and basically the baby would fall out and it would be in the toilet.” When these tiny victims weren’t “precipitated” like sewage, the aborted children were stored in makeshift coffins like “cherry limeade containers” in the refrigerator.
Despite all of this, despite even the spine-chilling stories of newborn babies crying out in pain during their execution, the media still insists on calling the born-alive sufferers “fetuses.” To them, admits the Washington Post‘s Melinda Henneberger, a baby butcher gets in the way of their preferred narrative, which is alerting people to “every single threat or perceived threat to abortion rights.” If a serial killer doesn’t prick the press’s collective conscience, maybe his cruelty toward women will. Karnamaya Mongar’s family tried to tell their daughters’ story in court through tears. Karnamaya wasn’t there to testify herself, because she was left to die in Gosnell’s filthy clinic recliner after an overdose of Demerol. Paramedics raced to the scene–but they couldn’t get cut through the padlocked back door fast enough to save her.
This is the war on women. A profit-driven abortion industry, so focused on making a buck that they can’t be bothered to clean rusty equipment, wipe down bloody operating tables, appropriately sedate patients, or monitor mutilated women. Even President Obama, who never let the facts get in the way of premature statements before, says he “cannot take a position on an ongoing trial.”
That’s interesting, Ken Blackwell writes, since he had no trouble doing so during his friend’s arrest in Boston or the Treyvon Martin case. Obviously, his crusade for women’s safety is as contrived as his selective concern for kids. Where is the man who insisted nothing else matters “if we don’t come together to protect our most precious resource: our children”?
Kudos to the congressional members who ARE speaking out. Reps. Marsha Blackburn(R-Tenn.) and Steve Scalise (R-La.) spearheaded a letter signed by 70 of their colleagues chastising the major networks for ignoring this important story. Members continue to go down to the House floor as well to make it clear that this gruesome case is no anomaly.