Confession Friday: Why I don’t support March for Life

I’m Catholic. I’m Republican. And I hate March for Life. Contradictory? Enraging? Either way, let me explain.

Whether we want to admit it or not, whether it’s politically correct, insensitive, cruel, evil or harsh: it’s too late to do anything about these fetuses that have already been aborted. No march and no picket sign is going to bring them back. Signs, words–they do no good. You want to change someone’s opinion? Do it through your actions. How much more powerful would this day be if instead of wasting all this time, money and energy on busing ourselves to a march in front of a White House, filled by a president who does not give a flying f**k about this issue no matter how many people are on his lawn…what if instead…we made it a day of ministry, instead of focusing on the aborted we focused on reaching out to the women who had gone through this issue, focused on raising awareness of resources pregnant women could turn to. What if instead of lining up and praying outside of Planned Parenthood, we spread brochures, flyers, and word of mouth about pregnancy resource centers that women could go to?

The women who have gone through this procedure need help, compassion and Christ. But flaunting picket signs in their face condemning their act as an atrocity that should be illegalized isn’t going to get them to come back to church.

I’m certain that Christ never held a picket sign, nor promoted a march. What he did do, however, was lead by example–Example of one-on-one, personal, caring acts. He talked to each person he ministered to as an individual. He was a Savior because he went through every single thing one of us does–temptation, loneliness, sadness and more. He was able to minister so effectively because when a person was sick or hurt or broken, he knew what that feeling was like. We should be ministering to these women, not with signs but with love and compassion. And before we raise those picket signs and voices, shouldn’t we try to be more like Christ and think first to how these women must have felt during that time? The confusion, the guilt, the terror, the loneliness. How would Christ have responded to those emotions? With a march? No.

Also, when I say this, know that I speak from the experience of someone who went to a crazy, right-wing, conservative breeding ground of a college. And I know for a certainty that a good majority of the people who are attending March for Life today are the same people who were toting their anti gun-control legislation in my face all over social media two weeks ago. Let’s recall their argument? Just because you make it illegal, doesn’t mean it will go away. Banning the sale of guns won’t stop it–people will just go to more dangerous measures to get them.

Is this not the same exact thing with abortion? You cannot, and will not, stop abortion. Even if you manage to get it legislated as an illegal act, it will still happen. Just because you make it illegal, doesn’t mean it will go away. Banning the sale of guns abortion won’t stop it–people will just go to more dangerous measures to get them. If only the people attending this march would realize the statuses they posted last week about gun legislation are applicable to abortion legislation as well.

Either way, the march this year will accomplish nothing. President Obama just signed into law the most radical health care reform this nation has ever seen–one requiring employers to provide insurance that pays for drugs and surgeries associated with abortion. He’s not going to change his mind a month later. You want to make a difference? You want to make a stand? Then take your passion and your faith and go do something. Follow Christ’s example and serve.




Random Wednesdays: TayTay, Leggings and Waking Up

Taylor Swift is ruining the world by…

1. One Grammatically Incorrect Song at a Time. Ever notice that Taylor’s grammar gets worse in each song? She used to use full sentences and paint pictures of Romeo and Juliet running away, meeting in the woods, asking for her father’s bless. Then her vocab shrunk and the chorus grew to be repeated an absurd amount of times. Then it shrunk further and she could only start repeating words (i.e. never, ever, ever, ever). And now, she’s taken to only repeating syllables (i.e. take a listen to her new “Trouble”).

2. Perpetuating Stupidity. Taylor’s constant strive to be a “country artist” mirrors our nations’ problem of teaching our children that they can “be anything they want to be!” Taylor, none of your music is country. So please, stick to what you do best and get off of my country music awards show. You can be a great pop star, really…but you will never, ever, ever be a country artist.

3. “Shame on Me” Really? Really, TayTay? This comes from her newest song, “Trouble,” where she croons in her obnoxious cantdecidedifimcountryrockerorpop voice “I knew you were trouble when you walked in, so shame on me.”  Why are you perpetuating the stereotype that everything is the girl’s fault? This is just ridiculous. I would not want my young daughter (if I had one) listening to this. This is bullshit and it just rubs me the wrong way, like the arguments from boys that “she wanted it” or “she shouldn’t have dressed that way.” Sure, girls should say no. But–to say it’s fully our fault and responsibility–God, TayTay, you CrayCray.



One of the greatest parts of working in nonprofit? No one argues the fact that leggings can be considered “business casual.” Loves it.

Waking up…

is hard to to. Harder than breaking up. Every morning waking up is like being painfully pulled from the warm cocoon of my bed to the harsh cold world of reality. It sucks. I hate it. But what I don’t understand is–I have been waking up every single morning of my life (obviously), how am I still not used to it and how does it still suck so much??? You would think that if you did something 8,030 times, no matter how much you hated it, you would become numb/immune/habituated right? But no. Waking up sucks, every time.

Work lunches…

Supposed to take the new girl out to lunch today. I am trying to convince my coworker that we should tell her we’re going to our favorite place, talk it up–and then sit down at McDonald’s like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

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Turning a Blind Eye: American Exceptionalism and Domestic Adoptions


How many of you have been caught innocently watching TV when you’re sent into a 30-second (or longer) guilt trip as you sit in the warmth of your home when the screen flashes to those big, doe-eyed pictures of third-world children? Starving. Barely (if at all) clothed. Or worse–big, doe-eyed ANIMALS. They prey on your emotions until you can’t help but pick up the phone and call and save…something.


In no way am I trying to say that these causes are not worth your time or attention or money. But, I’m sitting there watching these commercials and I suddenly wonder: why are there no commercials for the thousands of American children waiting to be adopted, rescued from a foster home or simply fed? Why don’t they get our attention and money too? Think about it. When is the last time you ever saw an advertisement for domestic adoption? I don’t think I’ve ever seen one. Why is it okay to run ad after ad after ad for animals and foreign children, while not giving just one spot to our own children in need?

American Exceptionalism is still alive and well. We are still convinced that we are the Divine’s safe haven and chosen land, the pattern for the rest of the world to follow and simply–exceptional. We are a light upon the hill. Fear of darkening this light or the safety we find within our superiority prevents us from pointing out our own country’s needs when it comes to domestic adoptions. It’s too ugly, too raw and too painful. It reminds us that we’re not all hard-working, middle-class “‘muricans” who value family, diligence and democracy. Because one of us, an American, abandoned these poor children and along the way, most likely, did some pretty hard damage to their psyche and physical health.

If we truly are devoted to the concept of American Exceptionalism and continuing that, we should realize that part of that exceptionalism is an ability to identify your own faults and FIX them. American exceptionalism is rooted in an understanding that we are to be an example to the rest of the world based on living our lives out according to God’s guiding principles. In that case, it is our responsibility to help ourselves. And in helping ourselves, we would be a positive example to other nations. We would continue to be a model.

I hope that this blog makes you think a little more about the importance of doing your part to help those in need in our own backyard. Yes, helping international babies and animals is important too. But what type of country are we if we ignore our own issues and only seek to help other countries with theres?

“Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? -Matthew 7:3

“…for we must Consider that we shall be as a City upon a Hill, the eyes of all people are upon us;” -John Winthrop