In
the 1960s as a teenager, I stood with my fellow Democrats outside a
segregated restaurant, because African-Americans were being denied the
basic rights of human beings in my own country (many even dying as a
result).
In the early 1970s, I marched with many of my fellow
Democrats to end what had become an immoral war, a war that was killing
not just innocent Vietnamese, but also many of my fellow Americans.
In the 1980s, I stood with my fellow Democrats to protest capital
punishment, because institutional killing is wrong and because we can
never be 100% sure the guilty are the ones being executed.
In
the 1990s, I found myself standing against killing the unborn, guilty
only of the crime of inconvenience. As with capital punishment, I could
never convince myself that there was a point of 100% certainty at which I
could know that an innocent human being's life wasn't being taken. But I found myself standing (at first) in a small corner of
the Democratic Party's "Big Tent." Soon, I found myself pushed outside
that tent.
Today, I am a man without a party. There are many
things wrong with the GOP... but defending the lives of the helpless
unborn isn't one of them.
