The Law And The March For Life

On the occasion of the 44th annual March for Life commemorating the worst U.S. Supreme Court decision since Dred Scott, I reflect on my own march.

I was born in April 1972 and I was adopted. So had the law been different nine months earlier, perhaps my birth mother’s decision would’ve been as well.

Our rights may come from our Creator but today most people equate legal license with moral rectitude.

It’s not like it’s illegal, right? What’s the big deal?

So for many Americans it was no big deal that last year Planned Parenthood eliminated 321,384 children created in God’s image just as valuable as me or you or the President of the United States or your favorite actor, athlete or artist.

Roe v. Wade is bad law both on its merits and its effects.

It fueled the drive away from the law as instruction on living the kind, virtuous life.

Today, the law mainly serves our “how do I get to ‘yes’” culture by sanctioning the unrestrained appetites of dopamine junkies so long as the government is cut in on the action.

It’s one thing for rapacious statists to view us as their sentinels. The trick is getting us to agree with them.   

Our hope, as exemplified by the March for Life attendees, is to be found in those who don’t agree.