Mourning Susan Hill?
March 11th, 2010Yes, I am blue. I guess I am a hopeless romantic. I love symmetry and closure. Call me naive — I am, I know — but I had hoped Susan and I would be able to reconcile one fine day. It is much like the wife who walked out on me when Susan Hill sued us. (The marriage had actually never launched, but I was naive.) I always hoped for closure there, too. But life is not laundry stacked in neat white bundles. It is blood and soiled clothing thrown about the room.
I am blue tonight, and have been all day, because Susan Hill and I never got the chance to sit down and discuss our issues. I wrote her in the Summer of 2008 and linked to her blogs often from this site. I tried, but probably not hard enough. I wish I had tried harder.
Here is what her friends are saying about her.
It feels like a door has closed that will never be open again. Here is Susan’s final television interview.
Am I mourning a devil in a black dress? (I will always remember Susan in the black dress at our Summer, 1989 rescue, standing at the door of 827 Webster Street. She was clearly not afraid of the pro-lifers, for good reason — we were quite peaceful.) She was a beautiful and graceful women in her day — one that managed her own, personal holocaust. According to some estimates that I have read she oversaw the legal extermination of 400,000 fetuses. (Fetus is Latin for “little person.”)
Each one of these 400,000 “pests” where guilty of being in the wrong place (an unwelcome womb) at the wrong time (within the first six months of gestation). Hill did not exterminate the preborn once they reached six months of development — she then sent the mothers to Kansas for the coup de grace on their babies.
How did this product of a Southern Baptist upbringing live with such death-dealing? Her ideology trumped the understanding of Holy Scripture that she had been taught in her youth. Like many feminists (she was given the NOW’s unsung hero award in 1990) she was a “Jet all the way.”
Here come the Jets
Like a bat out of hell.
Someone gets in our way,
Someone don’t feel so well!
400,000 little ones could sing about being in Susan’s way.
But was Susan just doing God’s Will? Her partner in abortion in Fort Wayne, George Ulrich Klopfer (meet him here) claims he does just that. Could they be right?
If you are adverse to controversy stop reading this post right now. If you are post-abortive you should probably consider turning away as well.
Many poke fun of the Roman Catholic faith for its teaching that babies who die without baptism go to “Limbo.” We all want to believe that such innocents are whisked on angel’s wings straight to Heaven. It makes comforting the post-abortive women so much more, well, hopeful. “Your babies wait for you in Heaven.” We can comfort ourselves with the belief that those preborns “processed” in the local abortuaries end up in a better place once the vacuum aspirator dispatches them from this terrestrial orb.
But let’s be consistent. Doesn’t that make Susan Hill and Ulrich Klopfer evangelists of the order of Billy Graham? I mean, if those kids were born they could have experienced hunger, thirst, child abuse, a teenage wasteland, the quiet desperation of growing older and then — so goes the teaching — a high likelihood of going to Hell. (Broad is that path, we have it on good authority.)
None of the little ones who got in Susan Hill’s way had to take this risk. They did not have to worry about a hellish life or life in Hell — she, through her tools like Klopfer, sent them straight to the pearly gates.
If you really believed this then what is the big deal about having an abortion — or two — or ten. Speaking of ten, what couple could give birth to ten kids and have a good faith belief that all make it to Heaven? Most large families have at least one “black sheep” or “stray cat.” But under the theology discussed herein all ten go straight to Heaven immediately following their abortion.
Making Susan Hill a super evangelist. Forget the Bible, she carried a scalpel.
But there is another possibility. One far less comforting. One allowing us to view Susan as an agent of the Evil One — an architect of genocide both physical and spiritual.
That is the belief that the aborted pre-born — carrying Adam’s curse but no baptism (other than their own blood) ended up in Limbo.
What will their eternal fate be? Who can say? Not me, not you under this paradigm.
We can only hope, as we are instructed to do in the 1994 Catechism of the Catholic Church:
“As regards children who have died without baptism, the church can only entrust them to the mercy of God, as she does in her funeral rites for them. Indeed, the great mercy of God who desires that all men should be saved, and Jesus’ tenderness toward children which caused him to say: ‘Let the children come to me, do not hinder them,’ allow us to hope that there is a way of salvation for children who have died without baptism.”
Who can have a second abortion after staring into that abyss of unknowing? Only the most hardened. This site makes that point, in a somewhat scoffing fashion.
Do we still mourn Susan Hill if Limbo is real? Yes, but with a deep and abiding hatred for the empire that she built, managed and lost.
Rest in peace, Susan, if you can.
When you’re a Jet,
You’re a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin’ day.
Susan, since there is no evidence that you repented from your great sin the best that I can do is hope that you landed in Limbo with all of the little ones that you sent to that same place. May God have mercy on their souls first, and then even on your own.















iation by our Executive Director, Bryan J. Brown. He was “undercover” for about two years in that assignment — he was in so deep that he did not even fully realize he was on assignment — how is that for covert!