Power corrupts the few, but weakness corrupts many
October 9, 2011
Written by Angela Michael
This town of approx 31,000 and dwindling is so full of evil and corruption that a book listing Granite City as one of the “Absolutely worst places to live in America (by Dave Gilmartin),” has been written detailing its deplorable cultural conditions. Concerning the local hospital (at the time, “St Elizabeth”) many years ago we exposed the relationship and collusion between this former Catholic place of healing and the abortion mill. The “Christian” organization actually retained the main abortionist as the hospital’s chief of obstetrics! We invoked the scriptures at a pro-life function to the former bishop, exposing the heresy: “You cannot serve two masters.” We requested that they do one of two things: Take Catholic off their hospital sign or get rid of the abortionist. They eventually chose the first option. Unfortunately, it appears the collusion and corruption between the abortion mill and the hospital has elevated. Instead of attacking the message…they attack the messenger.
IMAGINE…GRANITE CITY’S GATEWAY REGIONAL HOSPITAL: “PRISTINE”?
It all started as the two of us, a 91 year old prayer veteran and I, stood on the edge of the main sidewalk in front of the abortion mill praying. We noticed this very tall male walk up to our ultrasound van. All of a sudden, he looked inside our van. “Excuse me, can I help you?” “Oh, I’m just checking to make sure you’re parked legally.” I asked, “And you are…?” “The CEO of this hospital,” he finished. “What business is it of yours?” I inquired. “Because I don’t want this eyesore parked in front of my hospital. I hate you, but I detest that thing!” he yelled pointing at the ultrasound van. “I can’t stand the sight of it in front of my beautiful hospital.” I replied, “Shame on you. That ‘thing’ has saved over 4000 babies, which has brought a lot of revenue into your hospital.”
I showed him the pictures of the two saved babies we have personally adopted. “These babies were saved and born in your hospital. I brought money into your hospital. How dare you talk to us this way and have such disregard for that ultrasound van.” He replied that we were the problem in Granite City and that I have given Granite City a black eye. “The rest of the town feels this way too,” he pouted. He went on to say that he has tried everything to get rid of us.
I responded, “You do not own that street. The taxpayers paid for that street. There is so much corruption in this city. You and the mayor put your heads together, and you turned this street into four blocks of handicap parking. Really? Really, you need four blocks of handicap parking?”
This was just more confirmation of the collaborating between the mayor, the hospital, and the abortion mill including tactics of outrageously priced parking tickets by the local gestapo and kicking us off of the hospital parking lots. Understand, it takes busloads of imported foot soldiers to pray with us outside this slaughterhouse. Some drive over three hours to get here, and then hospital goons harass them and kick them off of their spacious parking lots. Yet, abortion staffers and abortion clients are allowed to park on the very same lots without tickets or being threatened. Why, if the hospital is not collaborating with this abortion mill?
As my confrontation with him was ending, a crack addict from across the street came from behind and began calling me all sorts of filthy labels. She asked how she was going to explain the graphic picture of Baby Malachi to her four year old son. I replied, “If you will quit screaming obscenities, I will try and talk. That sign is not bothering your child as much as it is bothering you. If that sign is so horrible, then why are you allowing it to happen just across the street from your house?”
One woman was being attacked by all of these bullies! We still ended up having two saves throughout this contentious afternoon. A supposed pastor was sitting under a tree taking this all in. After the dust settled he walked over and said, “Well, thank you for coming today.” I noticed the earring in his ear. I replied, “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Thank you, too, for being here.”
I felt like a gladiator when I got into my life-saving ultrasound van and drove all the way back home. I kept asking God to touch their hearts, let them hear the cries of the innocent and wake the churches up from their slumber because the innocent blood is crying for justice.
I think it says a lot when one woman can persevere no matter what the enemy throws her way. When you are being attacked on all fronts, you must be doing something right, or else you would not be a threat to Satan and his demons. “If I perish, I perish”.
This crumbling city can throw paint on buildings and create million dollar makeovers around city hall, but the blood of over 400,000 innocent babies fills their streets and washes up to the churches’ doors. It’s time to grow some guts and stand up to this tyranny in Granite City. Killing innocent babies is evil and the most heinous act in God’s eyes, and it’s time to say so and do something about cutting off Satan’s bloodline in this spiritually and economically starved city. Only then can God bless and turn around the City of Slaughter into a City of God. In Luke 19:41, Jesus wept over the sin and corruption that devastated Jerusalem. The same is happening today in the City of Slaughter as He witnesses the havoc in our world and the injustice and inhumanity that sin brings about. God delivered the Israelites; He can deliver this city.