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Thunderously desirous – and abstinent!

Posted By Barry Farber On 05/07/2013 @ 7:47 pm In Commentary,Opinion | No Comments

Do you remember that tiny bit of slack we cut the German people during World War II? It wasn’t that they hated Hitler as much as we did and would one day rise up against him. Not even close. It wasn’t that they knew the war was lost and they’d all dash westward to surrender to the first Americans and British who set foot on the European mainland after D-Day.

What we were willing to argue about was, did the German people know – or did they know the full extent – of Nazi atrocities, the concentration camps, the crematoria etc.? Considering the madness of that regime, the secrecy of its ways-and-means and the terror with which it lashed the German people, there were many Americans willing to believe that the German people really didn’t know all that much about Hitler’s “Final Solution to the Jewish question.”

Did that thought occur to anybody else during the testimony at the trial of abortionist Dr. Kermit Gosnell? Now the horror is sitting on America’s front porch in broad daylight. And America has a new four-letter word more powerful than the other one – namely, “snip,” which, when administered to a newborn’s spinal column with scissors can make a born-alive infant appear born-dead. The pessimists believe there’s a “Dr. Gosnell” in every American town. I’m an optimist. I believe there’s a “Dr. Gosnell” only in cities of 100,000 or more population.

What did Germany do about its dreadful secrets? It lost the war and became the strongest democracy in Europe and Israel’s best friend. What are we going to do about ours? I have an answer that sounds absurd, but no more absurd than Germany becoming a strong democracy and Israel’s best friend!

If basketball’s Jason Collins can come out of his closet and proclaim he’s gay, I can come out of mine and proclaim that abstinence works. I’ve been there, done that, and survived. And I don’t need a congratulatory phone call from the president. The attention of a few readers will more than suffice.

How dare the masses ridicule us into oblivion merely because they’re too cowardly to face the consequences of unintended pregnancy!

The dates are important. Mine are: High School, 1945-1948; College, 1948-1952.

We were thunderous. We who were heterosexual were thunderously so, thunderously desirous. We boys were thunderously relentless. Thank God, our girls were equally thunderously resistant. They developed the world’s best oral contraceptive. They opened their mouths and said, “No!” If you insist on laying on medals, don’t squander one on us boys of that era. Give double to our girls. We boys never meant to remain abstinent. It just worked out that way.

I went from kindergarten through high school without awareness of one single case of unintended pregnancy! (I could say the same for college, but the college population was too massive to make the point.) The closest we came was that morning (I think I was about 15) when the teacher greeted us with a pasty-faced smile and said, “You’ll notice Mary Lou’s seat is vacant. The most wonderful thing has happened to her. Her grandparents up in Asheville have invited her to spend the rest of the school year with them up in those beautiful mountains, and she’s so thrilled. Now, here’s her address, and you should all write her and let her know how happy we all are for her!”

The story about the “thrilling mountains of Asheville” kept me believing it for 20 years. I’ll concede, that one was likely a pregnancy. And that was the only one.

Abortion? Never! There were zero Catholics in that Southern school, so why was abortion dismissed as a solution? Before the overlay of pro-abortion propaganda could be applied, it was too obviously the taking of a life.

We’ve all seen the contempt and anger flame-throwered upon anyone who seriously suggests abstinence in those thunderous early years. Those are insufficient reasons why I should surrender my generation’s achievement of doing without sex, no matter how badly we craved it, until a time when it fit more appropriately and less menacingly into our lives.

It was a heated “abortion” debate back in the 1970s, and it was in New York where pro-abortion feeling was considered a cardinal symptom of civilization, and the punishment for espousing “Right-to-Life” was a lot nastier than it was in more gentle parts of the country.

A pro-life speaker was doing his best to maintain a coherent presentation despite the hate-filled interruptions. “What gives you the right even to speak about this?” hissed a woman pro-abortion activist. “You’ve never been a woman!”

“You’re quite right, Madam,” said he, dignity intact. “I’ve never been a woman.

“But I have been a fetus!”


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