The year is 1487. The place is a little settlement in what is now Mexico, known as Tenochticlan, capital city of the Aztec empire. It is here that the most brutal and vicious act ever known by man is performed: that of deliberately slaughtering helpless people. The Aztecs believed that in order to satisfy the wants of their gods, they were required to make a sacrifice of human life. Thus, in the year 1487, thousands of unwilling victims were dragged to the top of a pyramid, laid upon a flat ritual stone table, there to have their chests cut open, and their hearts ripped out. Their bodies were then thrown down from the top of the pyramid.
It sounds horrific and gruesome, and is repulsive just to think about it. Yet it sounds frighteningly familiar.
Now the year is 2011. The place is a little building on a street in Worcester, or Fitchburg, or any other city in the United States. Once again, it is here that the same brutal deed is occurring: taking the lives of thousands of unprotected people. In our own day, many Americans believe that in order to satisfy the wants of their own passions and desires, they must reject human life. Just like the Aztec human sacrifices, abortion slaughters thousands of people every day. Upon a flat operating table the victim is placed, there to be taken from its mother’s womb and its body to be thrown away. However, in this instance, the situation is much worse. The horrific crime of abortion requires the consent of not just a complete stranger to the defenseless victim, but that of the victim’s own mother. The victim, a tiny baby not yet born, is voiceless in the decision of its own life, relying on its mother to save it and keep it from all harm. Unfortunately, it is, not always, but often the mother herself who abandons her child to the knife of the abortionist.
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