In ancient days, in times, long forgotten except by historians and those who actually read the Bible (both these days a minority in the West), there was a worship of a truly demonic power that was so black, so evil, so dark, that its center Tyre, was raised by Alexander the Great and its citizens sold into slavery, as was foretold by the prophet Ezekiel.
They worshiped Baal-Moloch with sadomasochistic orgies and mass burnt sacrifices of children. Ships from as far away as Carthage brought yearly offerings of child sacrifices to the home city.
Baal-Moloch, who "gave" plenty, in both grain, thus wealth, and fertility, thus children and live stock, also demanded them in fiery sacrifice. The parents brought the very dearest gift that not the demon Baal-Moloch but the ever present God had given them and gave that gift up to the red priests. The priests in turn slid the baby/child into the ovens below the statue of the demon, feeding their master. In return for this murder the parent(s) received a better quality life. Keep this in mind for later.
The worst, at least in Carthage and we can conjecture in Tyre also, when Alexander the Great arrived, was yet to come. When the Roman legions gathered outside the walls of Carthage and the Carthenagian Republic (yes a REPUBLIC) was on the verge of extinction, the priests held out the hope of survival of the state through mass child sacrifices to the black godling.
“The Ancients assembled … and when the pontiff of Moloch asked them whether they would consent to surrender their children … All successively bent their heads in approval … The decision was almost immediately known in Carthage, and lamentations resounded. The cries of the women might everywhere be heard; their husbands consoled them, or railed at them with remonstrances … Then … the priests of Moloch began their task. Men in black robes presented themselves in the houses … the servants of Moloch came and took the children away. Others themselves surrendered them stupidly. Then they were brought to the temple of Tanith, where the priestesses were charged with their amusement and support until the solemn day … “Salammbo,” Gustave Flaubert
“Moloch was represented under the figure of a man with the head of a calf … erected upon an immense oven, which [see Note 1 below] [page 54] was lighted to consume at once the seven kinds of offerings. During this holocaust, the priests of Moloch kept up a terrible music, with sistrums and tambours, in order to stifle the cries of the victims. Then took place that infamy cursed by the God of Israel: the Molochites abandoned themselves to practices worthy of the land of Onan (masturbation] and, inspired by the rhythmic sound of the musical instruments, writhed about the incandescent statue, which appeared red thru the smoke; and they gave forth frenzied cries as, in accordance with the Biblical expression, they gave their seed to Moloch.” (“History of Prostitution,” by Paul LaCroix, French author and historian; 1806-84)But the tens of thousands of children murdered to the demon "god" did not save the city and the Romans tore it down, wall by wall and salted the grounds it had once stood on.
Baal-Moloch disappeared all together in the Roman world, whose own paganism was replaced by Christianity. Or did it?
In essence, this satanic cult has always been with us. We, as humans, are ever wishing for the easy life, the animal instinct in us is lazy and the soul is often weaker than the flesh. Satan is ever nearby to take advantage of this. Easy sex, easy life is there for the taking, and so is the easy removal of the burdens.
When a woman gives up her child, now prior to birth not post birth, for the reasons of "economics" or "ability" to raise him, that child, once aborted, is in the end burnt or rather incinerated. The burnt offering to Baal-Moloch is still created and created under the exact same hopes as it has been done for centuries: the hope for a rich and easy life.
The rich and easy life is just that, easy life, but life itself is rather short. One can not give praise for the day to come, when one can not be sure to life to see its sun rise. As such, we, as societies, continue this evil practice, in an albeit, more sanitized version of abortion, to buy our way out of "costly" children, a gift given directly from God. In so doing we damn our souls and the souls of future generations who will grow up and be perverted by the societies thus made.
Is it not past due that our "Christian" societies put a final end to this mass and massive sacrifice of our own children to a demon whose appetite has never known and will never know limits?