I got into law enforcement because I was young and naïve and thought I could save lives.  I’m starting to see the truth in the world.


It’s that God needs to send the damn flood – because this shit isn’t working.


It doesn’t matter how hard those of us who serve and protect in various capacities try and save the world.  Some people don’t want to be saved.  And others want to destroy everything in their path.


Last week, New York passed legislation to allow abortions through 40 weeks.  It made me sick to my stomach. 


But now Virginia is trying to top that.


Democrat (shocker) Virgina Delegate Kathy Tran has introduced House Bill No. 2491.  It would remove restrictions on abortions in Virgina and allow them to be performed up to the moment of birth.


And it has the backing of Democrat Governor Ralph Northam.


Here are the restrictions it would eliminate:


  • “Eliminates the requirement that an abortion in the second trimester of pregnancy and prior to the third trimester be performed in a hospital.


  • “The bill eliminates all the procedures and processes, including the performance of an ultrasound, required to effect a woman’s informed written consent to the performance of an abortion; however, the bill does not change the requirement that a woman’s informed written consent be first obtained.


  • “The bill eliminates the requirement that two other physicians certify that a third trimester abortion is necessary to prevent the woman’s death or impairment of her mental or physical health, as well as the need to find that any such impairment to the woman’s health would be substantial and irremediable.


  • “The bill also removes language classifying facilities that perform five or more first-trimester abortions per month as hospitals for the purpose of complying with regulations establishing minimum standards for hospitals.”


On Monday, the Virginia House Majority Leader asked Tran for elaboration on the bill.  She said it would allow abortions right up to the moment a woman is going into labor.  Here’s a transcript of their exchange:

Delegate Gilbert: “How late in the third trimester could a physician perform an abortion if he indicated it would impair the mental health of the woman?” 

Delegate Tran: “So, I mean, through the third trimester. The third trimester goes all the way up to 40 weeks.”

Gilbert “Okay? But to the end of the third trimester?”

Tran: “Yep. I don’t think we have a limit in the bill.”

Gilbert: “Where it’s obvious the woman is about to give birth, she has physical signs that she is about to give birth, would that still be a point at which she could request an abortion if she was so certified? She is dilating?”

Tran” “Mr. Chairman, that would be a decision that the doctor, the physician and the woman would make at that point.” 

Gilbert “I understand that. I’m asking if your bill allows that.”

Tran: “My bill would allow that. Yes.”

You’re probably wondering why I as a police officer would be outraged over this.


First, I took an oath to serve and protect. 


I’ve run into burning buildings before firefighters arrived to save children. 


I’ve held more dying parents in my arms than I wish to count or even to remember.


I have to sleep with these memories.  I have to kiss my children goodnight while seeing these images.  I have to look at my husband when he asks how my day was and say, “oh, you know, it was fine”.


But it’s not fine.  Those of us who are holding the thin blue line are fighting to protect the innocent.  And “leaders” in this country are actively working to remove that innocence from our country.


I’ve delivered not one, but two babies – both in the middle of snowstorms.  Babies that became beautiful little girls who are now into sports and Girl Scout cookies sales.  Girls that have straight A’s and are both big sisters.


Girls that, in New York, could have been killed five minutes before I delivered them.


Girls that, if Virginia Democrats get their way, could have been killed the moment mom went into labor.


There are many of you fuming about my words right now.  I’m sure you’re quickly going to jump into the comments and say that my opinion doesn’t matter.  But guess what?


Until you deliver a baby… until you save a life… until you hold a dying parent… until you fight for the most innocent… until you’re willing to lay down your life for a stranger… it’s YOUR opinion that doesn’t matter as much.


God, help us… or God, send the flood.  My heart is broken.  But perhaps society is even more broken.