Facilitating Pedophiles

Planned Parenthood is being called to account for their facilitation of child abuse:

“She tried to put an end to this abuse,” said Brian Hurley, “by informing a Planned Parenthood employee that she has been forced to have sex and to do things she did not want to do. Tragically for her, Planned Parenthood’s ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ policy was in full force.”

State law requires teachers, clinic workers and others to report suspected abuse to police. But Planned Parenthood “completely ignored her cry for help” . . .

[Brian] Hurley also represents “Jane Roe,” a victim of sexual abuse by her soccer coach at age 14. She was taken by the abuser to Planned Parenthood in the fall of 2004 for an abortion. Although she used a junior-high school I.D. and the coach, 21, paid with a credit card and driver’s license, Planned Parenthood failed to report the abuse

I keep hearing these stories. It’s horrifying. And it’s prevalent.

Every Seventeen Years

How odd that Celtic music can make something so disgusting seem so beautiful.

A Company Plug

I found Motorola’s timeline interesting.

And, since I am posting about my employer, I am also including the requisite note (per policy) that my personal views do not necessarily reflect those of my employer, etc., who probably do not find their timeline particularly interesting.

Heck, that text takes longer than it did to post the stupid link. Almost makes it not worth while.

Putting In My Two Cents

A kindly gas station owner offered discounted gas to senior citizens, but the great state of Wisconsin will have none of it.

A service station that offered discounted gas to senior citizens and people supporting youth sports has been ordered by the state to raise its prices . . .

Bhandari said he received a letter from the state auditor last month saying the state would sue him if he did not raise his prices. The state could penalize him for each discounted gallon he sold, with the fine determined by a judge.

Wow. Good thing Wisconsin keeps a sharp eye out for such thievery. Who knows what those old people could do with that extra $0.02!

(Hat tip to Dave Rumoro.)

Shall We Sing?

Happy Birthday to You!!
Happy Birthday to You!!
Happy Birthday, dear Ro-ob!!
Happy Birthday to You!!

. . . and many moooooooooooore.