I always liked that word, although it was years before I understood its meaning. And, of course, like most Americans I always mispronounced it by saying “Hyper Bowl.”
Speaking of…yesterday, a friend of mine told me about yet another book on abortion called “The Wichita Divide: The Murder of Dr. George Tiller and the Battle over Abortion” by one Stephen Singular. I will admit right up front that I have not read the book in its entirety and probably never will. Immersed in the issue for years, I never read any of the books about abortion except – to be honest – to go to the index to see if I was mentioned.
So, I may be totally misrepresenting Mr. Singular’s thesis but the gist is that the city of Wichita and the state of Kansas are now hotbeds in the battle over abortion rights. Actually, he refers to these spots as the hosts in a new “war.” Other authors and columnists also commonly refer to the current state of the battle over abortion rights as a “war.”
I will admit that there may have been some semblance of a “war” in the 1980’s and 1990’s when abortion clinics were being bombed and abortion doctors were being stalked, threatened, attacked and killed. It was domestic terrorism, pure and simple – and I was in the middle of it. But I put the word “war” in quotes because, to me, a war is when two sides are engaged in the battle. In that case, the bombs were being planted and the shots were being fired by one side only. Yes, to be fair, the attacks were coming from a violent fringe of the anti-abortion movement, but it was a one-sided assault nonetheless. We never shot back.
But, to define today’s situation in Wichita or the nation as a “war” is laughable. Nationally, although there are some exceptions, the average abortion clinic no longer has to deal with anti-abortion protestors. If they do, it’s usually a handful of octogenarians who barely have enough energy to yell “Don’t Kill Your Baby!” After taking their morning medication, these “warriors” will grab their twenty year old sign, take the bus out to the clinic and, depending on the weather, stand out front in a pathetic effort to “save babies.” Of course, the
y rarely succeed. It’s actually a sorry scene compared to years ago when anti-abortion groups like Operation Rescue could conger up hundreds of people at a moment’s notice to block access to a clinic. Protestors were regularly arrested and sent to jail. On the other hand, I’ll bet you that not more than 10 people have been arrested in the last few years for blocking access to an abortion clinic. At the same time, folks like Randall Terry, the founder of Operation Rescue, Joe Scheidler and Pat Mahoney have virtually disappeared. In fact, here is a question for you: can you name one national anti-abortion leader?
On the other side of the coin, the abortion clinic escort movement, which helped many women get through the crowds of pro-lifers, has also virtually disappeared. Of course, that is good news in that there is no great need for these courageous folks who volunteered their time to help women obtain an abortion.
I have no doubt that another doctor will ultimately get killed, a clinic will be vandalized, and some staffer will one night get a death threat. But – and I don’t mean to sound cavalier about this – this is part of the territory. When a person signs up to work in an abortion clinic, they understand the risks. It’s the same for a firefighter or a policeman.
But, despite the occasional incident carried out by some bored pro-lifer, for the life of me I cannot fathom how anyone can suggest that there is some kind of “war” in Wichita or anywhere else over the abortion issue. It might sell a book or two, but it’s a totally silly suggestion.