It's such a paradox, that someone who is pro-life should attempt to kill another to achieve their "pro-life" ends...
Although there is some logical appeal to the argument that killing is justified during war, and in this case, the thousands of abortions each day constitute a war on the unborn... ultimately I think this notion has to be rejected, since the 'battle' isn't so blatant as to be fought on any declared battlefield with any declared enemy. As corny and stupid as the term sounds, it's more of a 'spiritual battle' that needs to be prayed for, actions taken within the system to decrease and eliminate either 1.) the need for thousands of abortions each day (ie - giving mothers a respect for their unborn fetus, providing them aid during and after pregnancies, etc) 2.) end the legal option that parents possess today to abort their unborn.
As it is, bombings and loud, yelling protest have very distasteful (to understate it quite a bit) and, dare I say negative, outcome regarding changing hearts and minds of the large portion of the public that aren't firmly for or against abortion rights.
Don't look, actually - or else you'll get bitch-slapped by reality as the EU passes legislation covering all 27 member-states making it illegal (1-3 year jail sentences) to "incitement to violence or hatred “against a group of persons or a member of such a group defined by reference to race, colour, religion, descent or national or ethnic origin."
You see, the iron fist reaching out to bitch-slap you and enforce measures against thought-crime and cerebral-immorality cometh not from the ultra evil Jesus-loving Right of cowboy America but the friendly and subtle andsophisticated and oh so enlightened leftist European elite.
This is my old guild - Forsaken Deathknights (FDK)- killing Ragnaros back in November '06.
It's hard to grasp the scale of this fight (and the video capture is done through a different player) if you don't play World of Warcraft very much, but there are 40 of us FDK members in there all killing the huge fire-demon in the middle. You can see the damage spells hitting Ragnaros from all directions.
Matt will laugh at this, mostly because Ragnaros, the final boss in Molten Core, was pretty much extremely easy for most advanced guilds (such as Skull Squadron) long before FDK even stepped foot in the Molten Core area. Yet we worked our way through it as a casual guild over the course of 5 or 6 months, working a steady 1.5 nights each week, and this progression and the teamwork, drama, bitching and moaning, more drama, dealing with prima donnas, strategy-learning and even more needless social drama that all went into making this boss kill was really, REALLY fun.
On this particular night, we made a few half-assed attempts at making the kill, but things just weren't going well. We didn't have a decent second tank (the "tank" is the player that stands in front of the bad guy(s) and takes all the damage while getting massive heals and doing his or her best to hold the attention of the bad guy while the other players who are more fragile beat the ever-loving snot out of him) - anyhow, we didn't have a second tank available for after the periodic knock-back, so we were pretty dejected. After a while, though, we got angry enough and everybody got to concentrating on doing their jobs - the absolute best feeling of being part of these 40-player raids is when all the different players do their jobs during these hard fights: the tanks take the damage, the damage folks unleash max carnage, the healers are on top of healing their assigned players, etc. - and we finally killed Ragnaros.
Another really great part about this encounter was that Ragnaros was about 5 seconds away from "resubmerging" and sending out more of his Sons (the smaller fire guys that you see about 2 minutes into the video), which there was no way we were going to be capable of handling for a second time until Ragnaros came out again. On our voice-chat server that we used to communicate with each other, just about every person that was logged on was shouting and braying with excitement... I remember getting the order about 15 seconds before Ragnaros was finally dead to blow all of my mana on damage instead of healing, since we needed a last burst of damage to burn him down. My description may sound somewhat exciting, but I'm telling you, the excitement of that night really couldn't be written down very well - we were on the cusp of killing this bastard that had been FDK's goal for the past 5 months and we were so close!
I hardly play WoW these days because of the enormous time-sink that it is, but when I do, I think back and wish for the good 'ol days of FDK.
After Ragnaros died, I was honored to get the first (and only) pair of pants for my class that he ever dropped for us. The character I was playing during this boss fight still wears them. :)
It seems like this tragedy will be history-making. My heart and prayers go out to my friends in Virginia, to those 31+ killed by the gunman, and especially for the gunman who was killed (or killed himself)... what a terrible waste.
Don't worry, Dan. You might not like the content of this communication with my Representative, but worry not - I jotted this down between lab activities (aka - "work") a few minutes ago.
Howdy from Rice University! I'm a graduate student studying vertebrate embryology here at Rice. I'd like to first thank you for your part in funding our lab's research! Being in my position, I have a keen understanding and appreciation for the funding of our country's great scientific programs.
However, I am writing to you this morning to let you know my strong disagreement with the bill that was just passed by the Senate allowing for funding of embryonic stem cell research.
It seems like this bill (or this issue, in some form) is likely to be brought before Congress again in the near future.
I believe that embryonic humans should be in full possession of their human rights, starting immediately at conception. Since somatic cell nuclear transfer (SCNT) cloning produces fully functional embryos, I am also firmly convinced that such scientific endeavors are not in our society's interest in the long run either.
Oddly, proponents of stem cell research often propose a risk-management strategy, whereby they indicate that because some therapies might be developed from embryonic stem cell research that wouldn't otherwise be available through adult stem cell studies alone, we owe it to those who need the therapies to pursue embryonic stem cell research. However, when it comes to the equally important question of when life begins, that risk-management suddenly becomes non-existent - they simply assume and speak with authority that the embryos are not in any meaningful capacity "human." Quite a double standard. I am convinced that, just as in the case of a sleeping person, if you give the embryo 9 months, or the sleeping person 9 hours, they will manifest themselves as very human even though initial observation might suggest otherwise.
For these reasons, I'm asking you to represent me by doing your best to prevent such embryonic stem cell research bills from becoming law. I believe that what makes this country so great is that we have the ability, and often choose to exercise this ability, to protect and serve those who need our help. It seems that those who cannot speak for themselves must rely on those of us who can speak for them.
Thank you for your service, both for Houston and our country. Have a great day and sorry if this letter got a bit long.
Kind of interesting that the Supreme Court ruled within the last week that the Bush administration is not in violation of the law regarding holding suspects at Guantanamo, then followed that with a ruling that the EPA has the authority independent of the administration, to regulate carbon emissions. So no restriction, followed by some restriction.
Not interesting per se, one merely hopes that conspiracy theorists might take heart that the Fascist and Evil Regime of Furher Bush (!!!) is being checked in some ways by the courts.
Last night I was out at a pizza parlor with "The Eric and Katie Duo" and got a call from my sister. She'd called a couple times before, and then when she said she "had news" and then told me she was pregnant, I made a whooping noise, did a high-five with Eric and yelled "I'm gonna be an uncle!!" which made a few people around us look over.
So then I sat back down and realized it was April 1st after Jennifer said, "Just kidding!"
Apparently nobody else believed her the entire day. Oh well - I'm happy to be there for you, sister, as a gullible sucker! Hehehe.