| Someone?
I am not someone. I am me.
I am not a - "might have been". I am a reality.
When the living "tissue" is flushed down the toilet it is no longer a matter of philosophical opinion. It is a dead human being.
If my father had not gotten lucky that night I wouldn't be here - true.
But he did, and I am.
As a fertalized egg any mother can use a coat hanger. I guess if my mother was the kind of vapid whore who can't be bothered with her own flesh and blood I would prefer to be aborted.
As it was - I grew up in a home that can only be described as "never-never land. My parents made my life, and my siblings, a magical mystery tour I would need a book to describe.
I am lucky I had them (they are still vital and fun at 84) and not selfish, murdering, shallow, pigs for parents.
Lucky for me.
Unlucky for the angels cheated out of their place in this world.
The Supreme Court legalized abortion because the "hippies" of the sixties appeared to be sexually out of control and the overpopulation was not wanted.
Florida ended common law marriage in 1968 because they didn't want unmarried people to have legal rights without the state making money, or being able to control them.
It is definately a personal decision, and making it illegal would not stop it.
I just propose that education and truth be applied to slow it down to a minimum.
Personal choice coincides with personal responsibility.
Ladies - Keep your legs closed!!!(that's why you have two sets of lips)
Men - take care of your children!!! |