By Pete Kasap
Twenty years ago I was in Germany for work and decided to visit the remains of the Dachau concentration camp.
Dachau was the first concentration camp that the Nazi’s opened, less than two months after Hitler came into power. I can remember standing in the crematoria building looking at a picture on the wall that showed a pile of dead people awaiting the ovens. I then realized I was standing in the exact spot where the bodies were piled 50 years earlier.
I wanted to throw up.
The range of emotions I felt at that moment were unbelievable. I was disgusted, shocked, sad, mad.
It was real, I was there, I could feel the pain.
I saw it for what it was and what men influenced by evil are capable of. There is a memorial at Dachau written in several languages, it only has two words:
Early last Saturday morning three of my boys and I prayed in front of a facility that didn’t look all that different from the other buildings in the area.
It had a sign that included words such as parenthood and healthcare. It shared a parking lot with a restaurant, a dress shop, hardware store and a place to get your haircut.
So why did I feel the same way standing on a sidewalk in Des Moines as I did that day 20 years ago in Germany? Because I was at a death camp!
Abortion mills are the evolutionary results of what the Nazi’s started in the concentration camps in Europe. Evil has been repackaged, marketed and sold in a new way, but make no mistake they are exactly the same.
Unwanted human beings are being killed by the millions!
As we drove home Saturday morning after praying in support of the 40 Days for Life Campaign, an old song came on the radio, and one of the lines hit me:
“… I have become comfortably numb.”
Has the rapid moral decline of our society made good people numb to the evils that are surrounding them?
How can it be that in the United States of America murdering unwanted babies is considered healthcare? Would a picture of 50 million dead babies in a pile move America to end the holocaust of abortion?
I pray for the day that we in America will be able to say, “Never Again”, again.
[Thanks to guest contributor, Pete Kasup, for allowing me to reprint his remarks. Mr. Kasup is a member of St. Pius X in Urbandale, Iowa. This article appeared in the April 7th edition of the Pius Times.]