A few days ago, those of us in the pro-choice movement took a moment to remember Doctor David Gunn. On March 10, 1993 Doctor Gunn became the first abortion doctor in the United States to be assassinated by a “pro-life” zealot. His murderer, whose name I will not even use, is serving a life sentence in a jail in Florida.
Doctor Gunn travelled throughout the southwest, going from clinic to clinic to serve women who needed abortions and other reproductive health services. Weeks before his murder, he had told people that the anti-abortion protestors were getting more aggressive and to protect himself he started carrying a gun in his car. On that day, as he was entering the back entrance to the Pensacola Women’s Services, his calmly walked up behind him and shot him in the back. Doctor Gunn’s revolver was still in his glove compartment.
To many of us who represented abortion providers, this murder was not a terrible shock. We knew it was coming, we just didn’t know when it would take place or who it would be. The clinic bombings, the stalking, the ugly “Wanted” posters were increasing day by day. The tension was palpable. So, when the call came into my office in Alexandria, after I gasped I had to say I wasn’t too surprised. Over the next few weeks, the media was all over the story. Clinics across the country went on “red alert,” hiring security guards and buying bullet proof vests (one company actually called my association to see if we were interested in a group purchasing deal).
So, as this sad anniversary passed, I found myself wondering what did this assassin think he accomplished when he murdered Doctor Gunn?
I suppose that after all of these years he would probably still say that he had murdered a “murderer” who was going to “kill babies” that day. The funny thing is that after David’s murder, the staff at the clinic were on the phone setting up appointments for women in other clinics in the area. The director of a clinic in Mobile told me that she was “mobbed” with patients over the next few weeks. And, yes, a few doctors across the country who were always a little skittish about their work did decide to accelerate their retirement. But, again, when they retired the women found another doctor and another clinic to go to.
Over the last decade, the number of abortions performed in this country have decreased. Clinics are closing because they cannot see enough patients to pay for the rent, insurance, medical equipment and salaries. And that’s the good news. We all would love to see the day when women are not confronted with an unwanted pregnancy and forced to make a difficult choice, be it abortion, childbirth or adoption.
And, fortunately, the murders have stopped as well. Doctor Tiller in Kansas was the last abortion doctor to be murdered and it has been rather quiet since then. That tells me that when the violence really started to escalate in the 1990’s a lot of the motivation was mere copy-cat killings. And my hope is that we’ve seen the end of these senseless killings.
But the remaining doctors know they cannot let their guard down.

March 12, 2015 at 3:16 pm
No one can let their guard down, that is for sure. It continues to amaze me that some of the first websites established to intimidate those who worked with abortion in medicine or supported it politically remain in place, with no updates. Some one or some group continues to pay the nominal fee to maintain the website, but no one is updating it. My maiden name and former place of residence remain in place on one. That tells me that you are probably correct that the murders (and violence) has “stopped” although it takes so little for it to begin again…all because of differing view points.
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March 13, 2015 at 3:25 am
Nominal fee? There’s none for my skyp1.blogspot.com.
The reason prolife “violence” has stopped is that like the folks who lived in Sodom, we’ve learned to tolerate evil, not just those of us who engage in it but we who allow it to continue, and, indeed, who pay our taxes that help it continue..
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March 13, 2015 at 10:31 am
I’m confused, John. Are you saying you engage in evil?
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March 13, 2015 at 1:30 pm
I don’t engage in it, I allow it to continue by supporting it with my taxes. My brothers and sisters who engage in it are those who call themselves “pro-choice.”
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March 13, 2015 at 3:32 pm
John made a Freudian slip. John does evil, and he subconsciously knows it. Pat caught him. John tried to dodge away.
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March 14, 2015 at 3:12 am
Oh horse crap. I do evil and I consciously know it. (Who’s Freud?)
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March 13, 2015 at 5:26 pm
Mr. Dunkle is nothing more than a tool in the “wedge issues” tactics of the Republican Party. As long as they can employ him to keep people distracted from their impoverishment by the GOP’s form of governance in behalf of the greedy, he’ll keep getting rewarded by them. And like all his ilk, he comes cheap.
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March 14, 2015 at 3:14 am
More of the same.
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March 14, 2015 at 1:53 pm
Expiate your evil deeds by raising the child you don’t want to, Mr. Dunkle. The sacrifice of your time, money, energy and personal goals will save your soul.
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March 15, 2015 at 2:41 am
You raised the child you did not want to raise, Chuck, and that’s admirable. I never had a child I did not want to raise.
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March 15, 2015 at 7:05 am
Which is why you don’t understand why 70% of American parents polled by Dear Abby would say that after what they’ve been through, they would never choose to have even that first child. For you, parenting is nothing more than the extremely pleasant experience you had, and it hurts your feelings that somebody else would find it to so horrendously different that abortion is preferable.
So in order to keep feeling good, you would sledgehammer them into an experience that puts three out of a hundred kids into jail, fifty out of a hundred into a home with no biological father and twenty-five out of a hundred of the females into sexual abuse by the age of six. Terrific concern for human life, Mr. Dunkle!
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March 15, 2015 at 9:25 am
But the alternative for not wanting someone around is not to kill him. Did you suffer that much raising you own son that you want to let others keep the right to do something you did not do?
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March 15, 2015 at 11:31 am
Sorry, Mr. Dunkle, but we’re addressing YOUR lack of sacrifice and experience. Let’s broaden your knowledge a bit– raise the child nobody else wants to and let us know how it went.
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March 15, 2015 at 1:51 pm
What? (I almost had you making sense there.)
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March 15, 2015 at 3:10 pm
Your willful obtuseness is patently dishonest.
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March 15, 2015 at 3:39 pm
Willful and patently are unnecessary and weaken your accusation.
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March 15, 2015 at 7:53 pm
Let’s discuss the matter of expiation for your sin of not caring for real children. Why is it impossible for you to put their interests ahead of your desire to spend your time, money and talents as you feel is convenient to you?
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March 16, 2015 at 4:34 am
I care for real people by helping them stay alive; you don’t care for then by aiding and abetting their demise.
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March 16, 2015 at 7:19 am
No, you don’t care for real people; you care for a mental contrivance, something you decorate with all the characteristics of a person. The contrivance gives you the persona of a “rescuer,” when actually you do nothing of the sort. You do not help, you do not nurture, you do not sustain. You merely hector, blame, shame, deride.
And what is your contrivance? It’s always female; it’s always in need of your help, as long as that help isn’t needed in the form of money, time, talent or personal interaction. It’s always innocent, not like a child who’s snuck across the border or who’s had to live for years with abuse. And it’s always grateful that you have shown up to be the hero.
It’s all about you. You want to be a hero, but the public never idolizes a nurturer. You can’t bring yourself to be a hero for a real child, because you’d risk anonymity, so you choose death as your hobby.
Let me supply your response: “Huh?”
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March 16, 2015 at 8:10 am
“No, you don’t care for real people; you care for a mental contrivance, something you decorate with all the characteristics of a person.”
Doesn’t it embarrass you, Chuck, to dehumanize people the same way the Nazis and the slave holders did? It should.
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March 16, 2015 at 8:21 pm
Doesn’t it embarrass you to have such an unbridgeable chasm between what you proclaim about your care for human life and your dismissal of its need for nurture?
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March 18, 2015 at 12:07 pm
You first have to save someone’s life before you can nurture him.
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March 19, 2015 at 7:15 am
In response to my plea that he nurture a child nobody (including himself) wants to, Mr. Dunkle says, “You first have to save someone’s life before you can nurture him.”
Ah, Mr. Dunkle! Why do you ignore the ones who have already been “saved”?
I once saw half a dozen looseleaf binders of unadoptable children in New York State– only two thousand five hundred.
There were the ones who could not be raised with other children in the household. Perfect for you, since you and your wife can defend yourself against knife attacks by a ten-year-old and can replace the potted plants if needed.
There were the vegetables, some of them extremely cute, but most a little large (after all, one tends to keep growing in the first fourteen years). If you’re looking for a fairly low-maintenance model– the occasional shower with a hose– and something decorative for that corner in the living room– this might be your pick.
Then there was the battalion of the physically and intellectually delayed, guaranteed to fill most of your waking moments with constantly
repetition of the same messages and the same actions day after day after day.
And of course the misshapen, with incurable physical deformities that cause the most embarrassing reactions among the uninformed and illiberal public.
Twenty-five hundred in New York. I’m sure if you talk to the state of Pennsylvania you will find “rescued” children of equal condition by the score. And one of them is meant for your ministrations!
Now, I know you want to say, “And you think they should be killed?” which I don’t.
But I do know that inside each one of those twisted bodies and stultified minds is a prisoner who wants to be treated just like any other, who suffers from the lack of friendship, regard and the respect that comes with friendship– and YOU are not there for them.
Maybe you should think of a career change– instead of bullying and harassing pregnant (and some not at all pregnant) women into bearing another child you dismiss, you could open up your heart and rescue one of these real children from the prison into which they were cast by an indifferent Nature.
Of course, you do have a problem with the so-called ‘pro-lifer’ focus on death, which prevents you from caring for real human life, so I don’t suppose it’s going to happen.
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March 19, 2015 at 9:41 am
“Ah, Mr. Dunkle! Why do you ignore the ones who have already been “saved”?”
That question is addressed to me. So I’ll answer it before I read Chuck’s answer.
I ignore the ones who have already been saved because we are drawing a bead on others. Until we stop killing young people, all of us suffer. Resources that should go into improving the lives of everyone have to be directed towards those who are the worst off, and that’s those right now in the line of fire.
Now I’ll read Chuck’s answer, but I’ll let y’all respond before I return.
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March 20, 2015 at 11:50 am
Nobody’s responded so I will.
Looks as if I’ve answered Chuck’s question adequately. Ignore his last two paragraphs.
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March 20, 2015 at 3:28 pm
Mr. Dunkle, I was giving you time to read the rest of my message. You took so long, I started to hope that maybe you were engaged in an examination of conscience– the last step before making a good confession.
Clearly, I was wrong.
Quite odd that you would expect some other so-called “pro-lifer” to answer for you. And you justify your disregard for care for our neediest by noting that I’m the only one who points out your problem.
But clearly you enjoy herding babies from the womb, without a thought to any who happen to then toddle toward an abyss. Your inability to consider the needs of those described in my third-last paragraph is noted– and by the Recording Angel as well.
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March 20, 2015 at 4:32 pm
“herding babies” — that’s your problem, Chuck. You herd certain animals but not the human ones. Killers’ helpers like you refuse to face up to the fact that those are people you’re helping to kill.
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March 20, 2015 at 6:28 pm
And killers’ helpers like me refuse to face up to the fact that by paying our taxes we are helping to kill people too.
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March 20, 2015 at 10:15 pm
Let me get this straight, Mr. Dunkle.
I, who for 39 years– from my divorce to the last day of my weekly outings with a paraplegic teenager– have for no pay spent hundreds if not thousands of hours every year and at least thousands of my unrecompensed dollars nurturing children whose parents either would not or could not do so, am a “killer’s helper” and am “helping to kill” people.
While you find harassing women year after year for almost half a century a higher calling.
That’s quite the fixation on death at the expense of nurture. If it weren’t a condition just as inescapable and crippling as autism, I would find you a contemptible person.
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March 21, 2015 at 3:37 am
There you go, Chuck, jumping to conclusions. So listen closely so you don’t respond again to something I did not say.
I said people like us are both killers’ helpers, you because you believe something absurd, we because we are hypocrites. I would not say “higher calling”; the implication is people like me have a lower calling,
“Half a century” — hey yeah that’s right! That’s why I like talking to you. You see things I don’t.
Is that your son who is paraplegic? Tell me more about that.
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March 21, 2015 at 6:15 am
Nobody over 20 is a teenager.
You described yourself with one of your favorite thanatocentric terms not because you think it applies to you but as a deflection of my argument. Try harder next time.
The crux of the whole matter is that you do not, cannot and will not balance the needs of real people against the the needs which drove you to embrace a fantasy and which to this day drive you to live it out. You’d care more for a household pet than you can care for a real child– except you don’t even have a household pet, just a barn cat.
Keep focusing on the death that’s approaching you, the one you are trying to evade every time you pretend the next fetus is you and you are the God who is going to give it an eternal life.
And whatever you do, don’t ask the state’s children’s protective service what you can do to help real humans who are living in a hell not of their making.
Contemptible, or simply crippled?
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March 21, 2015 at 11:11 am
My barn cat died.
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March 21, 2015 at 3:18 pm
Which makes it easier for you to concentrate on your fantasy.
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March 21, 2015 at 6:04 pm
Actually she got into a fight with a racoon, which wounded her mortally.
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March 24, 2015 at 7:04 pm
Just chiming in to say that worrying about death is normal at John’s age. It’s doubly understandable because many of his fellow protesters have died, some rather suddenly. One even died in church. [There’s a message somewhere] So the ranks have dropped considerably. Even at home, John’s son recently died. RIP. To be so consumed with death, first in an imaginary world of child killing where he pretends to be a savior and now in the bitter reality of his own death that edges nearer every day, must be utterly exhausting. Perhaps, Charles is right. Concentrate on the fantasy, John. Pretend death doesn’t have you in his sight.
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March 24, 2015 at 8:13 pm
It’s not merely the dying, Alice– it’s the total oblivion that we as intelligent beings in a physical world know that we cannot escape.
Consider his barn cat– in a year, none of his neighbors will remember if it had a name. In two years, none of his neighbors will remember what it looked like. In five years, fully half of his neighbors will be new and not even know it existed. And in ten years, there will be nobody– unless Mr. Dunkle or his wife are still alive– who will even remember there used to be a cat there.
For us humans, it’s even worse. As babies, all we know is ourselves. About the age of two we start to understand that we are not the center of the world and struggle mightily to cope with that horrible realization (which I believe is often manifested in the “night terrors” associated with that age). Once we find out that we are not in control of our destiny, we are faced, as Ernest Becker wrote in “Denial of Death,” with a paralyzing fear: What good is it to be alive at all if we are only to die anyway?
Which is where Mr. Dunkle and the other so-called “pro-lifers” deviate from the rest of us: Rather than rely on the comfort of religion (they cannot trust it to be true, otherwise they would be content), the insights of philosophy or the peace provided by integration (cf Belensky), they work desperately to prove to their own satisfaction that they are going to be remembered throughout history the way some few others are: Caesar, Richard the Lion Hearted, Joan of Arc and so forth.
So, they set themselves the task of becoming a hero.
But real heroes become so by meeting the price society sets: warrior, priest, prophet, minstrel, etc. And the price society sets is very high– risk your life, spend your fortune, abandon your family, suffer grievously– which they both cannot and will not do. They simply lack the character and refuse to expend what little they have in talent, riches and commitment.
So instead they CREATE a price to pay and sell society on the idea that it is a valid price. Society wants a hero? They’ll be rescuers! Society wants them to rescue people? They’ll call a fetus a person and rescue it? Society wants them to fight a villain? They’ll make abortion a villain! And eventually they craft a package which makes them look– if they can sell it to society– like heroes, but heroes without cost.
Meanwhile, after years of harassing women he suspects of being pregnant– and no doubt quite a few of them weren’t– Mr. Dunkle is going to go into the oblivion he has always feared, and it’s likely that his last thought will be, “Now I can stop pretending.”
When one considers that every one of these would-be heroes could actually be a hero to a child (and Mr. Dunkle is aware of what the Rumanian orphans needed) but instead chose to think of themselves first, it is extremely sad that they never choose to be real heroes, but only mummers.
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March 25, 2015 at 3:44 am
Don’t forget that beautiful book, Catcher in the Rye, Chuck. That;s all Holden ever wanted to be, a rescuer.
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March 25, 2015 at 11:58 am
The difference between you and him, Mr. Dunkle, is that he wanted to PREVENT them from going through what he had gone through emotionally. Clearly a lot of American critics, teachers and book lovers agreed with the premise.
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March 25, 2015 at 12:49 pm
This is why I use you in one of my talks, Chuck — “how psychology courses wreck intellects.”
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March 25, 2015 at 3:45 pm
Here’s how to gauge the IQ level of your audiences, Mr. Dunkle. The more they laugh, the brighter they are.
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March 25, 2015 at 3:36 am
Hey, this is good, Alice. I don’t agree with the fantasy stuff, and it’s not that exhausting, but nevetheless.
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