Her seat in the House of Representatives has been one of the misfortunate and unintended consequences of the homicidal rage of the maniac Colin Ferguson. God jut can't get it right. We ascribe power and authority to ourselves which we were not meant to have. Our desire to play in the divine realm, tempts us to decide when life begins, and not surprisingly, when it ends. Then, to complete our circular reasoning, we go about arbitrating such decisions with a dimension that we created, time.
Life is reduced to a linear, discrete, meaningless, and demeaning measure.
Take an artist's canvas away just as she puts her first brush on it, and she will claim mournfully, that you destroyed her painting. The Supreme Court may argue that it really wasn't a painting because it wan't finished. With each life we extinguish, we tell the Master Artist that we think we can design the world better than He. He shouldn't decide issues of life, because we are better at it. We devalue Him because we devalue His creation, a creation that we don't entirely understand and, because of our lack of understanding, are reduced to measuring it crudely.