why did it take 10 years to get this to trial?

I agree... It's ridiculous how long it took.

Yeah because this guy represents every abortion provider in the world.

I'll agree fullheartedly that killing his wife was very wrong and that he got the sentence appropriate for such a crime. I also agree about suspending his liscenses but it would be the same for doctors who fuckup any other operations.

In fact I know someone who is going through a lawsuit against a doctor who was supposed to be removing a cyst from her ovaries but did something wrong which led to her dieing, being brought back to life and ultimately confined to a wheelcheer for a very long time.

But Dr. DeHenre does not represent the entire abortion providing community. I suggest reading this article:

http://www.nationalpost.com/opinion/story.html?id=283931

Okay Doug,

This might be in pieces...one question at a time...but here goes.

Remember, all of my answers are biased, subjective and possibly totally way off base. It's a game. No hard feelings. Promise?

You're walking down a road. Describe your road to me...
MK, this is gonna have to be the abridged version. Jill might not have enough bandwidth....
Two-lane blacktop, winding through a four-mile valley, alongside a big creek or small river, take your pick. I used to run this road; my dad's lane intersects it; to the small town at the end of it and back I'd go, dreaming of track-team glory.
The road goes past the house where the boy had the dog. The dog on the chain, that the boy loved some of the time. Past the tattered plastic bag caught in tree branches. Past the place where a piece of radiator hose was lying on the pavement. Didn't see that hose until the last second.
Times like that can make you set personal records for highjump and longjump at the same time, your primal brain screaming, "Snake!"
Past the hardworking fields, producing hay and grain, with hardworking people tending them. My brothers and I used to ride our bikes here. A county line is crossed along the way, and the pavement becomes a little different.
The red hawk soars along this road, sometimes taking off from the big old tree at our neighbor's house. They had four sons. One became a bum, on a military man, one a preacher, and one dated my sister - don't know where he ended up.
It's fairly flat, overall, though there are a couple little hills that you'll notice if you're going under your own power. You run past mailboxes with ancient names on them, and the town at the end has an ancient name, "Malvern."
Posted by: Doug at January 14, 2008 12:49 PM

The road represents how you view life...

Right off you speak of this "tale" as being long. Or abridged. As though your life is so full, so interesting, that you couldn't possibly put it into words. This doesn't surprise me. Your job alone could fill volumes!

You are on a two lane blacktop. Blacktops are paved and clearly go and come from somewhere. They are manmade, not nature made. They will have road signs, and mileage markers, lights and signs posting destinations. Not too many surprises on a black top...an occasional rut maybe, but pretty much you can only go one of two ways. (Hmmmmm...sounds a lot your arguments) Yours is winding so it gives you the illusion that you don't know what's up ahead, but since this road has been traveled many times, it is only that. An illusion. It winds through a 4 mile valley. Valley being below everything else. As in, at the bottom. As in the "loftier" roads are somewhere else...the road is 4 miles long.

Man that made me laugh. It goes right back to what John says about the Cartesian Box...lol. You're entire life can be summed up with "pick one". Do I go there? or do I go back? Where ever you go, don't go out of the 4 mile boundaries!

It runs along a large creek or a small river...take you pick...(I sense a theme here...can't even stand firm on whether it's a creek or a river...you know... some would say creek and they'd be right, for them. Some would say river, and they'd be right, for them...(you kill me.)

What I did find interesting is that this is a road from your childhood. Which could mean that your childhood sucked and you're stuck there or (and I'm goin' with the "or" here) you loved your childhood, and you're stuck there. Either way, you still look at the world through the eyes of that little boy. Probably wishing you could be back on that road where everything always made sense. You say you used to "run" this road. And that it led to a small town. At which point you'd turn around and reenter your Cartesian box...You don't actually enter the town. Is this because you don't actually "enter" the big world?

You go past "the" boy with "the" dog. This would allude to your aversion to suffering. You look at the dog every time you go past. You feel sorry for the dog. You somehow intuit that the boy loves the dog when it's convenient, but now when it isn't. And yet you don't stop to help the dog. Or play with the dog. Or make any judgmental statement about the dog whatsoever. It bothered you, because you are bringing it up 35 years later, but it didn't bother you enough to do anything about it. Not even bring him a cookie. Guess you figured it wasn't you're dog and the "choice" on how to treat it was up to the boy?

Next you see a hose, mistaking it for a snake. You spare us the fear you felt by telling us that it is a hose right off, instead of leading us to believe it was a snake as you did.
You do know that satan is represented by a serpent, don't you? Was that your conscience pricking? It came right after the dog after all.

Next we see "hardworking" fields. Produced by "hardworking" people. Sweet that you portray them as working together...the land and the people. As if the land were alive. I wonder if those fields consented to growing that hay and grain? (couldn't help myself there) Terra Firma autonomy and all...

You step over the county line and your world changes. It sounds like it's scary to you. A red hawk soars along this road. (note: it doesn't soar along the road in the county you just left) While hawks are beautiful and awesome, they are also fierce predators. You seem well aware of the fact that when you leave your cartesian box, the rules change. And it sounds like you might feel a little threatened. Not by the hawk, per se, but by the fact that this is the hawks world, not yours.

This hawk sits in a tree in your neighbors yard. Fours sons...a bum. A Military man. A preacher. Funny how you make them all sound equally unpleasant. They seem to have turned into the three things that you shy away from most. We've asked you a few times on here how you would treat a homeless man and I believe your answer was noncomittal. We know how you feel about the war (and all unpleasant confrontations that don't take place within a debate)and preachers...need I say more. But the guy that dated your sister, remains a mystery. Or maybe the fact that he dated your sister puts him in the same unfavorable light as the rest of them.

I wonder if the hawk was their father. And you sense that these four represent what happens to you when you don't "protect" yourself. When you let the "hawks" get you, if you step outside of your box. Your box seems directly linked to the past.

Even the mailboxes have ancient names. And the little town has an ancient name. Like there is security in sticking with what is known and established.

Lastly, you mention that everything "appears" flat, but if you are running under your own steam you notice that there actually are, albeit small, hills. So that while your road may seem straight to the point of ennui to others, you like it just fine. It has just enough interest to keep you there, but not enough to really challenge you.

Okay, next up, but don't know when...you're obstacle...

But Dr. DeHenre does not represent the entire abortion providing community.

Yeah, the others just represent the murder of the unborn children. That's wayyyyyyyyyy better.

MK, love it, THANK You for taking the time and having the will. "Hard feelings"? Ha! Not a problem in the world, Sister.

Crappy weather in Chicagoland today. I drove over to East Chicago, IN, where we have a job tomorrow, and the fog is thick and I reckon rush hour is gonna be nasty tonight.

After I finished my responses, I went to that old thread you linked to, and read other people's responses. Fascinating, as well as are your interpretations.

When I picked the road, I went with the familiar rather than the unknown or imaginary. It's not a matter of childhood or not, it's that the road is really the same, child or adult.

If it's how I view life, I went with the real, rather than with the imaginary.

Doug

Elizabeth: the others just represent the murder of the unborn children.

Nope.

Can anybody provide a link to a story about a "caring" abortionist?

here's a link to some facts about a dozen "caring" abortionists...though you may be disgusted at what they really "care" about.

Oops! Here's the link!!!

http://www.abortionviolence.com/quiz.html

Oh right because that source is totally reliable. Erin posted a link to an article.

Know what the scroll bar is for?
You do?
Good.

USE IT.

Doug,

If it's how I view life, I went with the real, rather than with the imaginary.

Yeah, that too. (Cartesian Box? John would be pleased...lol)

"If it's how I view life, I went with the real, rather than with the imaginary."

MK: Yeah, that too. (Cartesian Box? John would be pleased...lol)

Perhaps, MK, but the point is that you two are in the relatively small box of people with your specific beliefs, while the much greater and larger truths that apply to all people remain.

Doug

Ahhh, Doug,

You know I love you, but from my perspective, you're world is very small. Our world encompasses so much more than yours does. Yours is limited to that which can be seen, felt and known. Ours includes all of the mysteries, miracles and unknown that you "ignore".

I think our minds are open to many more possibilities than yours. I realize that you think we are nuts, and believe in fairy tales. But those fairy tales ARE accepted by the larger population. You are actually in the minority.

How I wish that you could "see" what we "see". It is as real to us as your "desires" are to you. And it is boundless, endless and not subject to the confines of the 5 "senses"...

Learning is supposed to make you bigger, not smaller...

I'm still waiting for a link/ story that shows how "caring" an abortionist is....

None...hmmmm...that must be due to the fact that Dr. DeHenre DOES represent the entire abortion providing community...

You know I love you, but from my perspective, you're world is very small. Our world encompasses so much more than yours does. Yours is limited to that which can be seen, felt and known. Ours includes all of the mysteries, miracles and unknown that you "ignore".

I don't ignore it, MK. I acknowledge that they may be stuff well beyond the "real" world right in front of us. I don't need to take one set of beliefs about it as "gospel," though.
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I think our minds are open to many more possibilities than yours. I realize that you think we are nuts, and believe in fairy tales. But those fairy tales ARE accepted by the larger population. You are actually in the minority.

I probably am in the minority as far as not needing to latch on to a certain belief set, yeah. I'm still open to things, though. I haven't gone with one certain mythology - if anything I'd say I'm open to more things than you are.
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How I wish that you could "see" what we "see". It is as real to us as your "desires" are to you. And it is boundless, endless and not subject to the confines of the 5 "senses"... Learning is supposed to make you bigger, not smaller...

Muslims often say the same thing, as do members of numerous other religions. There are many people who would go with the prevailing dogma, regardless of what it is, in their family, country, region, etc., because they are predisposed toward such. It may make them feel "bigger," and that's fine for them and I'm fine with them feeling that way.