Does Anybody See What I See?

Racism is still alive and well in our nation.  If you find my claim even a little dubious, do some research on the roots of Planned Parenthood (search something like “racism Margaret Sanger Planned Parenthood”—seriously, do it right now before you forget) then go sit across the street from your local abortion clinic and just watch.  You’ll quickly get all the proof you need.  Because of the where the clinic in DC is situated, I have very little time as a sidewalk counselor to speak to a woman (or man) once I have identified the person as a client at the abortion clinic.  On my first day (in DC, that is), I started trying to figure out how I could tell the difference between a regular pedestrian and a woman contemplating an abortion.  There were the usual signs: the right age, walking in pairs, wearing baggy pants, looking scared, etc., but you want to know the number one way I could use to identify these women?  Their race.  If the woman was black, I estimate an 80% chance she was headed for the clinic.  That means if I started walking up to every black woman of childbearing age in the vicinity of the abortion clinic, I’d only get a regular pedestrian 2 times out of 10.  Uncomfortable?  Downright scary?  It gets worse.  It suddenly occurred to me: every abortionist I’ve ever known is white.  All the “guards” at this clinic are white as well.  Does anybody see what I see?  Here’s Margaret Sanger—the foundress of this monstrosity—on the subject as she encourages in a letter, “a drastic curtailment of the birth rate at the source of the unfit, the diseased and the incompetent...The birth control clinics all over the country are doing their utmost to reach the lower strata [the minorities] of our population...” and at a different time: “We do not want word to go out that we want to exterminate the Negro population.”  Racism is a disgusting crime that has gone on for far too long: it’s high time the word DOES go out.