Madness...Madness...Madness!!!

   As the hawks circle the carnage in the last scene of the movie, “Bridge on the River Kwai,” Major Clipton utters these last profound words:  “Madness! Madness . . . madness!”

   On the morning of January 23, 1973 I stopped at a restaurant for breakfast and read the newspaper headlines. “Former President Lyndon Johnson, 64, was pronounced dead at 4:33 P.M. of an apparent heart attack,” the headlines read. “A chartered Boeing 707 exploded in flames upon landing at Kano Airport, Nigeria, killing 176. The US Supreme Court legalizes some abortions.” 

   I scrambled past these articles to the sports page. “George Foreman TKOs Joe Frazier in 2 for heavyweight boxing title.” This catches my interest . . .  

   Like me, most people that were going about their daily activities on the 22nd day of January 1973 were unaware of what was about to transpire. A group of men would make a decision. The Supreme Court ruling that said unborn children are not persons and are not deserving of the protection of our Constitution would influence our culture and question our right to be referred to as a civilized society — our lives would never again be the same . . . 

   Birthed in lies and deception, clinics started popping up around our country, where Satan and his followers, under the guise of ...

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