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Kermit the Pig

The Kermit Gosnell story has been predictably underreported by the mainstream media for one obvious reason: this man’s horrendous acts of murder cast a negative light on abortion.

By not reporting the story the media hopes to keep the average person from knowing what abortion really is like. Terms like “women’s health care,” “reproductive rights,” “terminating the pregnancy,” and “product of conception” sound nice and clean, whereas decapitating a living baby is bloody, painful, murder.

If you don’t know about Kermit Gosnell, he is a late term abortion “doctor” who ran his clinic as if he were Frankenstein. He had a staff of unlicensed nurses who killed at least one woman by giving her a lethal dose of gas; he had a butcher shop of a waiting room with fallen-in ceiling tile, stinking fish aquarium, dirty chairs, bloody, urine-stained walls, unsterile equipment, and stuffed “biohazard” bags; his toilet continually backed up because babies were flushed; documents were falsified to say babies were younger than they were; and babies were routinely delivered alive and then had their spinal cord “snipped.”

Oh yeah. He also had jars of baby feet in his office and a freezer full of bodies in the same refrigerator that held staff lunch boxes. 

Don’t let the name fool you: Kermit is a pig, not a frog.

The jury has not yet returned their verdict on this monster, but he is unquestionably guilty of unconscionable atrocities. But the even greater shame is that Kermit is not alone. Don’t think for a minute that he is some nut job going against the flow; he is the embodiment of what abortion is all about.

Consider the fact that a Planned Parenthood in Delaware has suspended their surgical abortion program because they are being investigated for similar unsafe conditions. Just in 2013 5 women have left that office in an ambulance. A barehanded doctor doesn’t use gloves or even bother to wipe the blood off the bed before rushing the next customer—I mean patient—into the room.

The Capital Care Network in Ohio has also gotten into recent trouble for having unlicensed and untrained staff, and unsanitary conditions, among other gross violations.

The justification for legalized abortion from day one has been the prevention of back alley abortions and the fictitious use of hangers for homemade abortions. “We need access to safe abortions,” they say, as if there is a safe way to mutilate a tiny human.

But what we continually see is that these “safe” abortions are killing women (and obviously their babies). Diseases contracted from not disinfecting utensils, lethal doses of painkillers, and downright poor medical practices are not uncommon.

Reality check: when you pay a man to kill your baby, don’t expect him to be a clean gentleman. Just ask “Mary W,” whose baby survived an abortion and was strangled to death by Dr. Wadill in California.

Those of us who are pro-life are branded as being anti-woman, and yet it is the pro-abortion side that manipulates them for money and ultimately harms them.

It’s time for our country to stand up and say we have had enough of this cruel treatment towards women and children. 

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