Born to choose
Posted by Ben on | April 11, 2008
My cycle to work takes me past an abortion clinic. Every day three old people stand out the front. Their sole purpose is to confront the abortion clinic’s patients. In doing so they harass people who they know nothing about, nor do they know anything about their circumstances. Despite this they see it as their duty to tell young women what to do with their bodies.
As if having an abortion was not traumatic enough.
As I rode past my eyes met with one of the religious old men. I just shook my head. I did not say a word, I didn’t need to because the look on my face was enough. All the old man said to me was, “That’s your choice”.
Exactly! That’s my choice. What part of “choice” is he unable to grasp?
If there is a God why would he want to be associated with any of these people? The answer is simple. He wouldn’t.
The following day it was raining. On my usual cycle to work I was interested to see that the religious trio were nowhere to be seen. Their faith must be tested too vigorously when the skies opened.
At least now, if you are a woman having to face an abortion you just have to wait for the heavens to open.
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April 11th, 2008 @ 6:55 pm
You must take me there if its sunny, so I can have it out with these insane religious
April 11th, 2008 @ 7:49 pm
About twenty years ago I used to be able to walk to work from home. For a short period of time, part of the route went past a semi-permanent anti-abortion protest outside a clinic.
I never could reconcile the twisted hatred of the protesters towards women and their families in a terrible time of need with any Christian notions of faith and hope. Fundies are such bizarre creatures.
April 20th, 2008 @ 9:56 pm
I also used to travel to work past an abortion clinic for a number of years. It always struck me as odd that old white men seemed to be well over-represented among the group of protesters. As much as I acknowledge others’ right to hold their own beliefs, it always crosses a line for me when someone tries to force their views onto someone else. And to do so at a point of such vulnerability is abhorrent.