Marie Stopes and the Demonic
I have written quite a bit about Marie Stopes the birth control pioneer, racist and admirer of Adolf Hitler. But until today I wasn’t aware that she claimed to have heard a Voice, which she said was that of God, telling her to propagate her ideas. The information comes from ChurchMilitant, the lively and (in my opinion) sometimes intemperate American website run by Michael Voris. It will not surprise you to learn that Mr Voris believes the Voice was in fact demonic. I think he is probably right, and you may well agree:
It should come as no surprise that abortion and contraception are from Hell. But something almost no one knows is the demonic presence testified to by one of the world’s leading contraception proponents back in the earliest days of the movement.
Marie Stopes was to England what Margaret Sanger was to the United States — a woman crazed over making birth control accepted and welcomed owing to their racist passions. Sanger is responsible for Planned Parenthood, which kills 3.8 million children through abortion worldwide every year. Stopes is largely responsible for Marie Stopes International, which kills 3.1 million children through abortion worldwide every year.
The two met at a conference in England in 1915. Stopes was a respected academic, the first woman professor at the University of Manchester. But around 1910, when she was 30 years old, she became enthralled with eugenics and wanted to reduce the number of “undesirables” in the society. She began petitioning various leaders in England, most of whom gave her the cold shoulder, despite her high academic credentials.
In 1917 she published a book — “Married Love” — promoting birth control, which was so widely popular it went through five printings in the first year. Still, the ruling class was not impressed, most especially the leaders of the Church of England, who in 1920 were gathering for their scheduled every 10th-year meeting in Lambeth Palace. Shortly before the meeting, Stopes herself relays that a voice spoke to her while she was sitting in the shade of a yew tree in her backyard.
The voice, she claimed, was the voice of God, telling her to relay to the bishops that they were to change the teaching on birth control. She dashed into the house and dictated to her secretary: “My Lords, I speak to you in the name of God. You are his priests. I am his prophet.”
And so began a work which she eventually entitled “A New Gospel to All Peoples: A Revelation of God Uniting Physiology and the Religions of Man.” It was completed by the summer and a copy sent to each of the 267 bishops at the Lambeth Conference.
In her work, she contradicted St. Paul, saying his message was 1900 years old and could now be ignored — and added: “God spoke to me today.”
She claimed God told her sexual union was not for procreation but for pleasure, that couples should use the best means of birth control “placed at man’s service by Science”. Stopes’ vision or voice was certainly not from God, obviously, but she never denied or recanted the account. She heard a voice directing her what to do. She insisted that a supernatural voice, which she claimed was God, had given her instructions to spread birth control throughout the country and eventually the world.
She told the bishops in the letter to them that the voice had said that the bishops must teach their flocks that “the pure and holy sacrament of marriage may no longer be debased and befouled by the archaic ignorance of the centuries … .” Sexual union was for pleasure, not procreation.
At Lambeth in 1920, despite the first shiftings of public opinion, the Church of England leaders rejected Stopes’ vision and voices. Undeterred, Stopes published her “New Gospel” for the masses in 1922. It cost her dearly among her academic atheist university peers, who lost all respect for her for claiming divine visions.
A year before publishing the “New Gospel” she opened England’s first birth control clinic, but shortly thereafter moved it to… Whitfield Street near Tottenham Court Road… This site still remains an active birth control clinic as well as abortion counseling center. Like this central London clinic, Margaret Sanger had launched her country’s first clinic in Brooklyn five years earlier in 1916, making 2016 a kind of 100th anniversary of the birth control movement becoming public.
Both women detested the Catholic Church and made no bones about saying so publicly. In 1942, Stopes remarked in writing that Catholics were “a curse, or something worse”.
So when we sit back for a moment and consider that from these two women’s actions, what they set in motion — 7 million children are killed worldwide every year — they both hated the Catholic Church, and one of them was inspired to greater zeal in her evil efforts by a supernatural voice that she says directed her to spread the message that sex is about pleasure and not procreation.
Shortly before she heard the demonic voice, Stopes sent a copy of her book “Married Love” to Queen Mary, with an an accompanying note about the book saying that it was written “in the interest, primarily, of your subjects, the British, but ultimately for the whole of Humanity.”
Very shortly after that, she opened her birth control clinic, kept publishing articles in papers, writing more books, making inroads with political and religious leaders wherever she could. She carried on intensely for the next 10 years — until the next Lambeth gathering of the Church of England leaders in 1930.
This time, however, the Church of England, for the first time in Christian history, approved of birth control — a decision arrived at, in large part, by the zeal of a woman spurred on by the voice of a demon.
I mentioned Ms Stopes in an issue of the Brandsma Review quite a few years ago. She once took took offence at the cartoons of Giles of the Daily Express, who used to portray himself as a henpecked paterfamilias with numerous offspring, dominated by a grim grandma in black. Marie Stopes wrote a letter to the editor stating : “The Giles cartoons degrade humanity” and announcing that she was cancelling her subscription.
Giles responded with a cartoon of himself with hordes of tough little boys clambering all over him, and declared: “Very well, Marie, if you won’t read the Express any more because of my cartoons, then I won’t read any more of your little books.”