Biology does not make a human, only a human being makes a human. It is the work of a mother. It takes her some two years after BIOLOGY has brought her and her new-born to the starting line.
Biology is prodigiously wasteful. It scatters sperm by the millions and eggs by the hundreds. It aborts probably a third of pregnancies. It will waste two billion years reproducing only bacteria. It runs a lottery, ceaselessly shuffling, kept in business by the dying of its sun. Whether bacteria or a multi-celled conceptual product – another half-billion years of shuffling – biology just keeps rolling along. Timeless.
It paid no heed, of course, when out of its timeless shuffling fell a card enabling whoever scooped it up the power to enter Time!
“Not so fast, Buster. It can collect its prize only if someone takes the time.”
True. A human mother has to give years of her precious, limited time, to her baby, or, as Rene Spitz learned 70 years ago, 70% to 100% of orphans in Foundling homes, throughout the Western world, died within two years. The survivors were runts, the size of a capybara.
In the journal Science, August 15th, 2014, scientists report on the 170,000 Romanian children reared in orphanages under “zero parenting – Caregivers came and went in three shifts…A child might come in contact with 17 caretakers in a single week.” The children exhibited empty motions, like “the pacing of a tiger or elephant in the zoo.” What the scientists found “creepiest” is that “in an environment where children are not being attended to, there is this kind of dead silence…They wind up coming to the emergency room when they’re five years old and weigh 20 pounds.”
New-borns discovered two years later, aborted! or five years later,
aborted! break the heart. They had entered human history, but no one gifted them the time – man’s most precious resource – to tell their story.
No clock has started for a conceptual product aborted at six to nine months. It has not left the timeless shufflings of biology.
It is extremely difficult to recognize this truth. But let it be shouted: recognition matters to only one person – a pregnant woman has to decide whether to give years of her precious time to enable a new-born enter the human story. The later an abortion, the more terrible.
It is her decision alone. The State must abide her command.