JUDIE BROWN COMMENTARY

An enormous amount of rhetoric has flowed over the past few weeks, all dealing with Gardasil, the newest vaccine from Merck Pharmaceutical.

The infamous Teenwire web site, property of Planned Parenthood, defines what it means to be “pro-life.”

Today’s headlines inform us that Merck is ending lobbying efforts designed to pressure states into mandating the human papilloma virus vaccine, Gardasil.

Ever since the first American Life League Crusade for the Defense of Our Catholic Church advertisement appeared in the Washington Times in January of 2003, there has been an attitude among many that people like me

Sidewalk counselor Patte Smith will probably never forget her encounter with a young man who held up a white trash bag and told her, “This is my baby.”

The California legislature is debating a bill that would legalize physician assisted suicide.

The South Dakota bill that restricts abortion, permitting it only in cases of rape, incest and life of the mother, has just passed the state house and is now headed for the state senate.

Tradition has it that Valentine’s Day is supposed to be a day where those who love each other express that devotion in a special way. Well, not according to Planned Parenthood!

Planned Parenthood’s prez, Cecile Richards, just can’t admit that an abortion kills a baby.

My new book, Saving Those Damned Catholics is already beginning to make a stir.

Just when you think you’ve heard it all, something comes along to prove that in the arena of the ridiculous, there is always room for one more inane comment.

Meeting the parents has become a ritual trial of postmodern romance. Still, one of the key questions my father means to pose to my girlfriend when he meets her is rather unusual