Kermit Gosnell: Blood on Our Hands

“Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand?” Lady Macbeth in Shakespeare’s classic Macbeth.

I can’t sleep. And I’m full of rage.

The more information releases about Kermit Gosnell the more my soul bellows with anger.

How could this happen?

How did we get here?

What must we do?

Nathaniel Claiborne wrote a piece entitled, “Kermit Gosnell: High Priest of Molech.” He stole the words out of my mouth. Many mouths ago I wrote about the business of child sacrifice in some third world countries and how we read stories like this aghast with our modern pride in sophistication and tolerance yet we are not guiltless. We have not stopped worshipping Molech.

This Gosnell Trial has pulled the veil back upon the religion of Molech. It is alive and well today. We are murdering our children--with barely a thought.

I write tonight because I can’t sleep. I finished reading The Atlantic’s coverage (finally?) of Gosnell. My hands are shaking as I type and my eyes are full of tears for these beloved children. These children are our children. They are the little girls playing at the park. The boys running the baseball diamonds. They were you and I. We were helpless and small once.

Before you read The Atlantic story. Sit down. Take a deep breath. It’s a story filled with blood and death. Murder. Gruesome murder. For example, an employee filed a complaint because Gosnell was storing the dismembered children in the employee fridge. This complaint wasn’t heeded. This man was a monster and our society of tolerance and arrogance groomed him. According to Slate though the big story is how all this could’ve been avoided had we just made abortions safer (“quality care for the uninsured poor”) and more affordable (“lack of public funding”) for the poor. My question is “Safer for whom?”

(The irony of linking seven articles to show how the media really did cover Gosnell appropriately didn’t strike Irin Carmon from The Slate as ironic. The uproar was precisely because hundreds of stories were written about stuff like Sandra Fluke and Todd Akin while Gosnell received far less attention and he’s killed more children than our top five school shootings.)

Despite all the warning signs that Gosnell was running a slaughterhouse nothing happened because Pennsylvanie dared not touch the golden alter of Molech. Part of the grand jury testimony suggests why,

But we think this was something more. We think the reason no one acted [to shut down Gosnell] is because the women in question were poor and of color, because the victims were infants without identities, and because the subject was the political football of abortion.


And this is not an outlier. Planned Parenthood, the largest abortion facilitator in the United States, had this to say when the question of whether children birthed and alive on an abortion had the right to life.

What’s even more infuriating is reading through Twitter feeds of Christians who have a platform to raise an alarm about this kind of injustice. Christians who’ve made it their niche crying out against alleged injustice. Yet not a word. Not a single tweet. Too busy with other things. Many of us are too busy being offended over any number of silly things to be concerned about something like this.

For Christians and non-Christians who might stumble upon this, I want to suggest three reasons we should all be outraged. For those who stumble upon this who might support abortion I want to urge you to change your mind. Love should compel us all to change, to do something.

  • We are all created with equal dignity.
  • We are all created with equal value.
  • We are all created with a right to life.
  • We are all created to love others.

These four cords woven together create a bond of human solidarity that cannot be broken. They also just so happen to attach to a much longer strand...one that also tells a story of the shed blood of another innocent.

We need to repent. All of us. Down to the the least of us.