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“Presentation” Doesn’t Quite Get It

 I said that the Left had a presentation problem, and that is not quite right. First, a couple anecdotes:

1. I read once that 86 percent of babies aborted in New York City are Black;

2. Gov. JB Pritzker, someone with presidential aspirations, and whose state contains one of the largest cities in America, signed a bill authorizing euthanasia in Illinois. (Pope Leo XIV is a Chicago native.)

Two literal examples of genocide, if not in intent, in result. Even the people who caved and used IVF or condoms one time know that we’re in a spot.

Even if you can be funny on Colbert, you’re not “just one of the folks” if you support a genocide. Before you support single-payer healthcare (all the government), what are you going to say when that euthanasia becomes involuntary?

Meanwhile, some Christians make a big fuss about various “visibility days” related to LGBTIA issues. Before I go on, let me say this as carefully as I can: I can show respect and even sympathy for people who are struggling—or not struggling, as it were—Ru Paul or Barry Manilow don’t fill me with incandescent rage or anything—but what you commemorate is what you believe in. The Christian liturgy has a more powerful shaping influence than civil law, if we allow God to speak there to our hearts. An “affirming” church or person has simply decided God is allowed to say whatever he wants, as long as it doesn’t tell anyone they’re wrong about sex. The evangelical megachurches are probably “fornication and divorce affirming” as well. Lest you believe that I am a partisan, perhaps they misread the verse and thought voting Republican covers a multitude of sins. [Barry Manilow definitely doesn’t fill you with rage, you Fanilow freak.—ed.] Nolo contendere.

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