Well, my goodness. To what do we owe this great treat of two pro-life columns in short succession? Another good one:
I don’t know why the heroic daughter of a yellow perch in Georgian Bay took such a risk. I don’t think she was a Catholic. I doubt if she was even religious. I’m certain she didn’t weigh an ounce over two pounds. Yet for the sake of her unborn children, her putative spawn — spawn, hell, her still unfertilized clutch of eggs — she was ready to take on a 200-pound competitor in the shallow early-morning waters of 12-Mile-Bay.
This doesn’t tell me that the defense of the unborn is a religious imperative, tied to some Catholic dogma. On the contrary, it tells me that defending one’s spawn, one’s breeding grounds, is a natural position, available to a fish that, whatever she may be, has never been part of a Popish conspiracy. You don’t need to be more religious than a perch to be pro-life.
You don’t need to be religious to be pro-life. Of course not. That said, there is a Judeo-Christian worldview that undergirds the pro-life position. This is because more and more we are seeing folks say yes, the fetus in utero is a baby, a child, but women ought to be able to have an abortion regardless. This is the idea that killing innocents under circumstances x, y or z is OK. Where the Judeo-Christian position is that it is not OK. Is that a deeply religious view? I’m not sure. It certainly is a different worldview, however, than the secular tendency toward convenience and independence.by