This has all been said before, but in light of the recent Supreme Court ruling, I think it bears repeating.
Imagine this:
You’re at home one day and you hear a knock on the door. You answer it to find a man in a wheelchair parked on your doorstep; he looks deathly ill. And he says to you, “Brace yourself for a shock; I’m your older brother. And I
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I had to make the decision once - the fetus or me. I chose the fetus. My body was smarter than I.
It chose me.
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The first guy - prolife protester
The second guy - child protective worker
the third - welfare worker
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Ever been to a prolife office? I swear to god that all they want is the baby to be born alive. They don't care about the mother or her health. When I told the group that I had miscarried, the person on the other end of the phone said "Oh" and hung up on me. No post-miscarriage councelling, no condolences. Nothing.
Last summer, I was walking by one of their info booths at an expo and I got the nastiest looks from their people. Visibly pregnant, yet no help offered. Nada. Guess it was because I was with my spouse and not a vulnerable teenager.
Hypocrites.
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I'd love to reduce abortions. Let's start by increasing the access to birth control, spending HALF as much per child as we do per prisoner, increasing Medicaid funding (yay residency spots! You know that doctor shortage people fuss about occasionally? If Medicaid money is cut, hospitals can't train doctors, and then hardly anybody gets into a doctor), and generally making America not suck at maternity leave, paternity leave, daycare, and other necessities to raising a blastocyst into a person.
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