Geez, it's January 22 and you know what that means... another day of ridiculous Roe stories. Well, they're not all ridiculous, but getting the media to do anything but an us vs them story is nigh on impossible. Last year, my picture was on the front page and the opposite picture was this teenager with her mother in the newly painted nursery. She was expectant and happy. Somehow the implication is that I wanted her to have an abortion and she was defying convention and keeping her baby according to her beliefs. Hey, I am thrilled her mother is there for her --and I hope she truly was "there" for her--listening, not judging, not trying to decide for her, not manipulating her.
But, really, I don't want a certain outcome-- we have plenty of women who want abortions to keep us in business for a long time.
This year, I notice, our local media is sticking to statistics, not dueling women who chose different things. You know, if I were a different kind of person, I would keep track of that name and wait for her to come in. As they say, who has abortions and who has children? the same women at different times in their lives.
OK, nothing profound. Happy roe v wade.
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