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Another mindless celebration of the “abortion doula”

by | Dec 3, 2018

By Dave Andrusko

Each morning, part of my work routine is to look back a year to see what appeared on NRL News Today. If the story’s importance is as great today as it was 12 months ago, we often take a second look.

Enter Monica Hesse’s can’t-love-‘em-enough piece in the Washington Post titled, “The long five minutes: Abortion doulas bring comfort during a complicated time.”

Why is this story (which appeared in the “Life Style” section) worth a second look?

This is elevating the taking of an unborn child’s life into an exercise in sisterly bonding. The entire demented point of the abortion “doula” movement is morally equivalency on steroids, to leach out every ounce of empathy for the victim. As Hesse tells us in her third and fourth paragraphs:

A doula, traditionally, was trained to support a pregnant woman through her delivery, explained a facilitator from a group called D.C. Doulas for Choice. Traditional doulas weren’t medical professionals, but they could hold hands, offer distraction, supply heating pads. In a roomful of doctors and nurses focusing on the delivery of a healthy baby, a doula was focused solely on the emotional well-being of the mother.

Correct. A “traditional” doula focused her energies on the mom because, well, everyone else’s job was to care for her baby.


D.C. Doulas for Choice, a volunteer-based collective, believed pregnant women needed equal support if they decided not to become mothers at all, the facilitator explained. And so, if the aspiring doulas in this room made it through training, and apprenticed through a series of shadow shifts, then this is what they were signing up for: To be in a surgical room with a woman through one of the most intimate emotional experiences of her life; to hold her hand while she has an abortion.

Holy moly. A pregnant woman doesn’t decide to “become a mother.” She already is.

The difference is that instead of caring for and preserving and maintaining the mother’s baby, the “doctor” (the abortionist) ends her baby’s life.

(By the way, besides pro-abortion psychobabble run amuck, is that why they insist on talking about “pregnant persons”?)

Hesse’s piece goes on and on and on, a whopping 3,745 words, to be exact. But the core message is a kind of lethal solidarity where the abortion doula learns to leave any “hang-ups” [that is, her conscience, her integrity, her scruples] at the door so she can master the “list of neutral phrases and topics” to use while the woman takes her child’s life.

Of course, as is always the case with these kinds of puff piece stories, Hesse focuses on one woman (“Grace”) as the exemplar, the one who (as a good abortion doula should) holds the woman’s hand as her baby body is scrapped out of her.

Naturally the real moral of the story is that Grace has overcome any moral, ethical, or spiritual hurtles. She has become a kind of secular true believer who will lift up the spirits of the aborting woman and offer her own brand of dispensation. The story ends

A few minutes later, Grace sat in the small room with the Bible and the fountain, across from a woman whose long hair was neatly curled but who shrunk into the chair with her arms crossed over her chest.

“Has anyone talked to you about the doula program here?” she asked the woman, who shook her head no. Grace explained what it was.

“Does that sound like something you would be interested in?” she asked. The woman nodded her head yes.

“Okay,” Grace said. “Then I’ll be with you when you go in. I’ll be with you the whole time.”

Categories: Abortion