Behind closed doors, silenced and sterilised, the greatest mass-killing (dare I even say genocide) in human history is taking place. Like the Africans brutally shipped across the ocean and sold during the Transatlantic slave trade; like the Jewish people carted into concentration camps and disposed of in gas chambers, the victims of this atrocity are kept out of sight, dehumanised and euphemised. Such ugliness is not fit for the eyes of ordinary citizens. It is a unique kind of genocide, if it can so be called, because it is not restricted to a single geographical location, race, gender or class. While some victims are at greater risk than others, no single sub-sector of this group is totally exempt. The primary victims (for there are secondary and tertiary and a whole chain of further victims), are the unborn. Not ‘pregnancies’; not ‘tissue’ or ‘clumps of cells’. Living human beings, separate, whole and distinct from their mothers from the moment of fertilisation. In the UK alone, 1 in 5 lives in the womb are ended; around 800 every working day. That’s akin to the same number of daily deaths in the UK at the height of the COVID-19 pandemic. In 2019, the highest ever number of abortions in England and Wales was recorded, at 207,384. And 98% of these deaths are funded by you, the taxpayer, via the NHS. Since the 1967 Abortion Act, over 9 million lives are missing from the UK, as a result of abortion. If you can imagine the entire population of London wiped from existence, you have a rough idea of just how high that number is. Or to contextualise that number another way, just fewer than 1 million lives were lost in the UK as a result of the First World War. Abortion has claimed 9 times that many lives. Excerpt by Camilla Olim’s ‘For those being crushed’ A must read book on current affairs.