There’s tone-deaf, and then there’s Students for Life congratulating Taylor Swift—the platinum-selling evangelist of abortion rights—on her engagement. Yes, the organization founded to defend the unborn decided to pen a love letter to a woman who has openly declared, “Obviously, I’m pro-choice.”

That’s like Mothers Against Drunk Driving sending a champagne toast to Budweiser. It’s folly tuned to its highest setting, the kind of spoof that makes you wonder if their social media intern was swapped out for a Planned Parenthood volunteer on night shift.
Do we really need to spell this out? Taylor Swift has built her political brand on the blood-soaked altar of “reproductive rights.” She’s not confused, she’s not silent—she’s militant. And yet Students for Life, instead of standing on principle, fell all over themselves to play Hollywood publicist, tweeting about “little ones of their own.”
Shouldn’t we, instead, be calling for the repentance of a woman who believes these little ones should be legally dismembered in the womb? She is a danger to “little ones”—literally life-threatening. How is this different than praising two sodomites who traffic in children through surrogacy or adoption?
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This is part and parcel for the modern pro-life movement, seeking the applause of the world while straddling the fence of Christain idealism. They don’t want to be separate from the world, they want to wallow in it. It’s like praising the arsonist for how beautifully the flames dance. It’s like applauding a burglar for his excellent taste in silverware.
Students for Life literally just faceplanted into the very pit they claim to guard against, clapping for someone who, given the chance, would enshrine abortion into the Constitution itself. They handed credibility to the very ideology they exist to resist, proving once again that when the pro-life movement chases cultural relevance, it sells its soul for a retweet.
The truth is simple. You cannot court the applause of celebrities who despise your mission and still claim to be faithful to it. And if they can’t tell the difference between defending babies and fawning over the enemies of babies, then perhaps they’ve lost more than just credibility—they’ve lost the plot.






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