Originally published at The Catholic Thing
By the time this column is read, the 2024 election will be decided. Or nearly so. And since what I say will affect no one’s vote, and I don’t know the outcome as I write, I can be candid. Simply put: My wife, our youngest son (who lives with us), and I all voted on Tuesday against the Democratic Party ticket at every level. The Republican candidate for president was an eccentric, blustering narcissist. But his opponent, her political party, her running mate, her celebrity supporters, and the corrupt national media that consistently covered for her inadequacies were worse.
Her party branded scores of millions of ordinary citizens as “garbage” and “fascist.” This, while cynically calling for national unity. And the Democratic candidate’s addiction to abortion was both defining and repugnant.
We all have a duty to follow our conscience. Many good people no doubt found a way to vote differently from my own family. That’s for God to judge. But the right to kill a developing human child in the womb is now, quite clearly, a core value of America’s “progressive” elite. The party of Al Smith and the once-Catholic working class is now the party of abortion clinics;
