In the hit song, “Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad” (#11 in 1977, if you’re keeping track at home), Meat Loaf sang the following:
I want you (I want you)
I need you (I need you)
But-there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now don’t be sad (Don’t be sad)
‘Cause two out of three ain’t bad
Now don’t be sad
We hear, repeatedly, that the happy, benevolent citizens of Pro-Choice Nation aren’t really pro-abortion (remember Sen. Obama’s statement of the same?), but actually want abortions to be “safe, legal, and rare”. Right. Perhaps Meat Loaf can cut a new tune titled, “One Out of Three Ain’t Bad”, as more stories come out about women dying or being seriously injured during abortions, not to mention the vile, disgusting conditions found in many abortion mills—as if anyone should be surprised that a facility dedicated to killing the unborn would be vile and disgusting.
And then there are the recently released numbers from Planned Parenthood (courtesy of The Washington Times):
$542 million: Amount in taxpayer funding the Planned Parenthood Federation of America received as government grants, contracts and Medicaid reimbursements, representing 45 percent of its annual revenue.
$87.4 million: Amount the organization retains in excess revenue.
$1.2 billion: Amount the group has in net assets.
333,964: Number of abortions performed in 2011.
995,687: Number of abortions performed from 2009-2011.
The source for all of these numbers is a Susan B. Anthony List analysis of Planned Parenthood’s annual report for fiscal 2012.
Meanwhile, the Washington Examiner reports that, “Contraceptive services at Planned Parenthood have dropped by 12 percent since 2009, and cancer screening & prevention services have dropped by 29 percent.” (The PP reports can be found here.) But isn’t Planned Parenthood all about health and happiness, life and love, sunshine and rainbows? No? Perhaps we need to rework those lyrics:
I don’t want you (I’ll abort you)
I don’t need you (I’ll terminate you)
Cause there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now don’t be sad (You’ll soon be dead)
‘Cause one out of three ain’t bad
Now don’t be sad
The genocide continues.