On January 24, 2008, my very first piece of professional writing was published. Marking a controversial foray into a several-year position as a columnist and blogger at InsideCatholic (later to be re-branded under its original name, Crisis Magazine), I told anyone who cared to listen why I had not attended the March for Life just two days before:
Operating within its Constitutional limitations, the Supreme Court should never be swayed by the protests and opinions of the public. It is not an elected body. If it oversteps its bounds by creating new laws or rights out of whole cloth, wouldn’t we be better off urging it to return to its Constitutional role than trying to exploit its improper activism for our own ends? Shouldn’t we want a court that does what it’s supposed to do as defined by the Constitution, rather than follow the whim of popular opinion, even if that opinion happens to be your own?
The unquestionably pro-life Justice Antonin Scalia addressed a similar concern in his opinion in Planned Parenthood v. Casey:
In truth, I am as distressed as the Court is… about the “political pressure” directed to the Court: the marches, the mail, the protests aimed at inducing us to change our opinions. How upsetting it is, that so many of our citizens (good people, not lawless ones, on both sides of this abortion issue, and on various sides of other issues as well) think that we Justices should properly take into account their views, as though we were engaged not in ascertaining an objective law, but in determining some kind of social consensus. The Court would profit, I think, from giving less attention to the fact of this distressing phenomenon, and more attention to the cause of it. That cause permeates today’s opinion: a new mode of constitutional adjudication that relies not upon text and traditional practice to determine the law, but upon what the Court calls “reasoned judgment,” ante, at 849, which turns out to be nothing but philosophical predilection and moral intuition.
Pro-lifers in this country are rightfully desperate to end abortion, but in the process some have lost sight of the proper relationship between ends and means. The sense of urgency is natural, but we must proceed with caution if we do not wish to undermine the very work we are trying to accomplish.
In short, I made a political argument for why I had grown weary of the March – despite admitting later in that same article that any real legislative change against abortion would “require a massive change in the hearts and minds of the American people.”
I wasn’t wrong. But I was missing something.
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As a political statement, the March for Life fails to have a real impact. Those who don’t live in the Washington, DC metropolitan area may not fully understand just how accustomed residents are to marches, protests, foot-races for causes, rallies, parades, and the like. The reasons for these disruptions become merely circumstantial. Our attention to them is limited to the pragmatic: are they going to add time to our already worst-in-the-nation commute, and which roads do we have to take to avoid them? Combine this with the effective media blackout on the March, and what you are left with is a twist on the old joke:
“If half a million people March on Washington for a cause but nobody covers it in the media, does it make a sound?”
In addition to my growing conviction that it was an ineffectual spectacle, when I wrote that piece I had also grown weary of the feeling of discord at the event. Some prayed their rosaries, some sang loud songs, some screamed out chants, others banged on drums. Nobody seemed to be on the same page. From the sidelines, gruesome pictures of aborted children were pointed in our direction, as if somehow we didn’t fully understand why we were there and making it even harder for parents to explain to their children. The bearers of those signs, often as not, ranted angrily about things everyone present already knew. I found myself not infrequently tempted to yell back.
For some reason, though, I decided to go back to the March with my family in 2014 – for the first time in the better part of a decade. In my return to the blustery exuberance shown each January 22nd on Constitution Avenue, I saw something with new eyes. Then a father of six (very cold) children, I was no longer in attendance as a disenchanted college grad finding my own political ideology. I was an older man – closer to 40 than 30 – seeing an ocean of young, joyful faces, marching for the noblest of causes: the defense of innocent life. Now at an age where I can no longer easily distinguish the appearance of those in high school from those in college, I recognized instead that an overwhelming number of those present were, at the very least, under the age of 25. And of those, I would venture to say that the majority were young women.
I went again in 2015 — this time, alone — spending my time capturing the energy of the March in photographs and interviewing people I ran into on the street to find out what this event means to them. I’ll include a couple of excerpts here, with more in-depth coverage in our next podcast.)
A realization dawned on me: maybe it doesn’t matter if anybody else knows that the March is going on. Those present know, and for most, it may be the only tangible experience that there are hundreds of thousands of others just like them who believe just as strongly that abortion is not an option in a civilized world. Considering what they face in their schools and future workplaces, this recognition — which I take for granted — is new and invigorating for them. It energizes the passion with which they will face down the seemingly hopeless bloodbath of this court-sanctioned massacre and give them the courage to fight on, until this scourge becomes a painful memory; a black mark on history that none should ever be allowed to forget.
Even at my most cynical, I never advocated abandoning the March. To do so would be tantamount to waving the white flag of surrender. An event that for 44 years has managed to escape all but the most cursory notice of the secular news media would at once become the biggest story in the world. Our numbers — chronically and almost comically understated when reported on at all — would balloon to a figure of millions.
They would wax triumphant about how, sensing the futility of the situation, we all gave up and went home.
The March must go on. I see that now. We can quibble over our strategy to end abortion, or whether we should end at the steps of the Supreme Court instead of the U.S. Capitol. We can argue about the most effective legislative agenda, or whether there is any workable political solution at all.
The March isn’t for everyone. It doesn’t replace activity at the local level, the courageous raising of large families, praying at clinics and offering sidewalk counseling, and praying unceasingly. It’s not a once-a-year checkbox for pro-life activity, only for us to take our buses home with a sense of satisfied accomplishment as we slip back into the banalities of daily life. But for those who are able to make it to the March, we will not give up. It stands as the single most visible testimony against the crimes of our nation – even if they look away. We will come — we will always come — and speak for those whose voices have been silenced. We will bring our children into this rite of passage – our children who mark the third generation of survivors of the American Holocaust.
We are entering a new age. An age where the old gatekeepers can no longer contain and control the message. We will come, an army of those who love life, precious life, with our cell phones broadcasting millions of images and videos, our hashtags taking over social media, our stories being published in places that those who want to stomp out our message can’t control. Already in the two years since the March for Life has come under new leadership following the passage of the noble and tireless Nellie Gray, we have seen an organization that has begun to step boldly into the 21st century. New strategies will emerge. New heroes will rise. New hearts will be changed, bit by bit.
In the words of the civil rights movement before us, “We shall overcome.” I don’t know what it will look like, or what hardships and setbacks we will have to endure along the way, but we have Our Lady’s promise at Fatima: “In the end, my Immaculate Heart will triumph.”
Until then, we’ll march on.
Originally published on January 27, 2015. This post has been updated.
Steve Skojec is the Founding Publisher of OnePeterFive.com. He received his BA in Communications and Theology from Franciscan University of Steubenville in 2001. His commentary has appeared in The New York Times, USA Today, The Washington Post, The Washington Times, Crisis Magazine, EWTN, Huffington Post Live, The Fox News Channel, Foreign Policy, and the BBC. Steve and his wife Jamie have eight children. You can find more of his writing at his Substack, The Skojec File.
Good. This is better. A lot better than the angry and disappointed younger man I remember reading in that Crisis piece.
Yes, yes and yes. I hate the March every year, but we go anyway. My 8 children (aged 18-1) look forward to feeling a part of something bigger than our small circle. They feel like they are doing something courageous and worthwhile (they are). Even seeing those horrible pictures (along with seeing two of their miscarried siblings) has helped them to grasp the reality of babies in the womb. I hate the March because it crushes my heart a bit more each time (especially this year when we heard the news of the Republican cowardice on the way to the bus). I see my joyful children and my heart hurts for all the babies I know are still being aborted. I’m angry that no one in power seems to be listening and the media hides our efforts. But there is immense power in the sacrifice we offer (the sacrifice of money to pay our way when we’re broke, the sacrifice of comfort traveling with 8 kids on a bus and keeping them safe in the crowd, the sacrifice of time from work and school, the sacrifice of our will to be doing something/anything else). God sees our offering, He will win this fight. We just need to march on. Thank you for your insight.
Here’s my take if you’re interested
I have two teens at the March this year. I think this will be a great experience for them as they become more involved in the pro-life movement. I believe in any case, that spiritually this event has been doing much good.
Steve, great piece. My children are all grown-up now, but never forgot the March. I started in 1976, just a year out of high school. I was ridiculed by friends, and, yes, even by my pastor. But, I finally convinced him this was the right thing to do and he paid for the buses and let me speak at Sunday masses (even though people walked out of the church before I could finish.) Truly, it’s been a life-long struggle very much like the abolitionist and civil rights movements. There must always be, in every generation, those who must sacrifice for freedom, for the truth, because the battle is never ending and this “torch” to paraphrase JFK, must be passed on. As a father, I think I’ve done this, and I thank God because it was not through my strength alone. I’m expecting a grandson in a couple of weeks. When my son and his girl friend told us about the blessed event he said one thing that made me cry: “Dad, I remembered the marches. I never forgot. We’re going to do this. Thank you.” Now, the torch is passed. This is why the March For Life must continue, and the sacrifices of the great Nellie Gray never be forgotten.
Pro-life vs. Pro-choice.
Not discounting sincere people in the pro-life movement, nor those who hurt on the account of their abortions, this divide may serve as one other of their Hegelian dialectic e.g. conservative vs. liberal, etc while they march right through the middle to realizing their ultimate goal.
I didn’t make it to the march this year, because of the weather; I feared — rightly, it turns out — that I’d be stranded for several days.
Mr. Skojec is right — it’s not all that effective as a political act. But I think of it as an act of prayer and pilgrimage. Lots of people at the march are praying, before, during and after. That makes it well worthwhile.
Very nice article Steve. Thank you. I hope to join the march one day. I am reminded of this classic article by Fr. Richard John Neuhaus:
We Shall Not Weary, We Shall Not Rest.
The March has never been addressed to the Supreme Court. Its official purpose has been to lobby Congress for the “Paramount Human Life Amendment.”
Its purpose should be to lobby the governors for nullification of the federal government’s mandates that purport to prevent the states from prohibiting and punishing abortion.
Great article Steve. I attended my first Pro Life March in Chicago and it was a great experience in an unexpected way. I was so joyous to see so much youth there, full of energy, and clearly happy to be alive. These were kids ranging from 10 to 24. I myself, am only a few months from 30 but the energy, especially the youthful energy gave an enormous hope. Although our culture is decaying, with this issue there is no retreat, for the passion or lack thereof concerning this issue, single handedly, is the pulse of our Faith and has implications for all other moral values issues. It will be interesting to see how the media covers this.
The March for Life is not a DC event, is not even a USA event. March for Life is a universal event, worldwide thing. We know everywhere (South America in our case) that what happens there will be the way things will be here. Everywhere. Keep on Marching.
Excellent Steve. Straight from your heart.
Steve, I was at the first March oh so many years ago. It really does fire one up for the hard slog, from year to year. So march on! I’d like to laud the number of men in the picture you show above. When we ask why our women are out of control let’s look to the men who won’t step up.
We all do the best we can, fight with the weapons at hand. I’ve explained here before that my vote in Nov. was cast in hope of some relief from the disastrous policies of the past. We can, I believe, have legitimate hope this year that Trump will be able to restore judges to the SC of Scalia’s caliber, and that these judges will in turn bring us a measure of that relief I hoped for. As for the March, this year it served a purpose its opponents never guessed, one they themselves helped develop. The contrast between the March for Life’s civilized nature and the barbarity, blasphemy, and lewdness of last weekend’s horrendous display in the same city has to register on minds across the nation. The unspoken message conveyed by this comparison can and will change hearts.
Steve, this was well worth running again. I just came home from the 2017 March and I whole-heartedly agree that its fruits are in the efforts it supports throughout the year. This year we are bouyed by the attendance of Vice President Pence and the endorsement of President Trump. At last we have an Administration that is working for us. We are having a political effect. And that has always been the purpose of the March. Yes, it goes past the Supreme Court, but it ends at the Capitol, where marchers are encouraged to visit their representatives. And it is an increasingly youthful event. It took 90 years to abolish slavery. We just need to pray, work, and do our part each day.
What about that video that March for Life’s Jeanne Mancini presented during her remarks? Shocking. Not at all impressed with MFL’s new leadership. Not only is it not Catholic, it’s barely pro-life.
Meanwhile, the Pope in Rome sponsors a Popular Movement conference he plans in California which he plans to address. Along with PICO, the Alinsky followers, the USCCB, sponsor this outrage,with supporters of abortion, sodomy, and unlimited migration. (By the way he just announced an assault on the liturgy) See Canon 212 blog for details.
Solidarity brought down the iron curtain.
I have watched the march for a few years since we started watching EWTN. It helps those at home more than it helps persuade Congress which needs a slap upside the head every so often anyway to get its attention (Such as the election of Donald Trump as President) !
I think marches are important. After all, if it wasn’t for Martin Luther King marching to the White House when he was alive and bringing the attention to his march on Washington, there still might be slavery. Marches to the WH are important because they make a point, plus they make the pro-lifers feel good to be among like minded people. I took part in one pro-life march and if I could go every yr., I’d go and be proud to stand up for life, for God’s little one’s like the little angel, Henry Gideon! I won’t let this cynical article dampen my support for Pro-life marches!