I am stuck right now in the doldrums. Writer's block keeps pounding at my mental door and I am quite cranky about this. I have several posts that are partially written, but yet I can't find the cohesive link I need to complete any of these trains of thoughts. Instead of mind-blowing insights and fresh repartee, my brain is tossing about random musings on the most inane things. For example, if you were to plum the depths of my cerebral cortex you would find these various trains of thought violently derailing themselves:
---If aliens are advanced creatures of higher intelligence why would they travel light years just to probe our buttocks? Couldn't they stay on their planet and make a plastic model?
---If comedian Dane Cook were no longer allowed to make jokes about genitals, would he still be considered funny?
---Did the advertising executives who created the ad campaign for Head-On finish last in their class?
Do they really think by shouting "HEAD-ON! APPLY DIRECTLY TO THE FOREHEAD!" seven times in 20 seconds will encourage me to run to the nearest grocery store?
---How much wood could a woodchuck chuck?
See, not the ideas of a great Nobel thinker right now. But tomorrow that may change for I will be at the Festival of Reading. Maybe I'll get some new perspective on the things I have been trying to flesh out. Or maybe I'll come up with a series of new things to ponder. Either way, I need a nap.
That's my shirt. Designed it myself, (although there's not too much creative effort behind it). I stole the idea from a failed t-shirt campaign by Planned Parenthood.
Was just approached by a woman who said that 65 years ago she WAS NOT aborted by her biological mother and was adopted. She thanked us for our witness.
Just so we're on the same page when you read/discuss/praise/criticize/love/hate this post, I've linked the following words from the Oxford-English On-Line Dictionary. That way if you the reader and I the blogger decided to debate/discuss the following diatribe we won't have to quibble on word definition such as Bill Clinton once did: PRO: from Latinpro, favoring, supporting.
CHOICE: Middle English: from Old Frenchchois, from choisir'choose', of Germanic origin and related to choose; an act of selecting or making a decision when faced with two or more possibilities
LIBERAL: Middle English: via Old French from Latinliberalis, from liber'free (man)'; open to new behavior or opinions and willing to discard traditional values
ABORT/ABORTION: mid 16th century: from Latinaboriri'miscarry', from ab-'away, from' + oriri'be born'; bring to a premature end because of a problem or fault; the deliberate termination of a human pregnancy, most often performed during the first 28 weeks of pregnancy
LIFE: Old Englishlīf, of Germanic origin; related to Dutchlijf, GermanLeib'body', also to live;the condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity, and continual change preceding death
Okay, everyone clear on the definitions? Then let's proceed.
I was recently Facebook'd by my younger sister to attend the Pro-Life Day of Silent Solidarity 2010 which she had participated in the year prior. (Originally when I had heard that she was going to be silent for an entire day, I found that intriguing and impossible, for of all my siblings she is the MOST chatty. She's the typical teenager in the LOL, OMG, J/K slang speakeasy way but with a bit more focused moral compass).
So when I looked at the invite I smiled and acknowledged her dedication but mentally I was thinking of a way out of actually committing. While we would be standing out on the busy street corner of our one horse town for just under two hours, I didn't want to deal with the hassle of finding care for the Kiddo because as good as he can be, there is no way in Heaven that he would sit/stand still for 2 hrs much less 10 minutes. Plus I didn't want to run the chance of being seen by my former colleagues--"Look at her. No job and standing on the corner like a homeless person. Is that red tape? What a whack-job. Maybe we should give her $10." Truthfully, the thing is I didn't want to spend two hours with red tape on my mouth handing out pamphlets. The way I saw it was that I had done my duty all ready; I put in my time and effort into the pro-life movement as a child and younger adult.
As a teenager, I went to the FL House and Senate encouraging the veto of the partial birth abortion bill. In college I assisted in running the prayer group that prayed outside a Planned Parenthood Abortion Mill in DC, did some sidewalk counseling, worked for a pro-life organization after graduation, and attended several freezing cold pro-life marches along the DC streets. And I made the biggest pro-life altering choice when I unexpectedly discovered that I was seven weeks pregnant. I could have never informed the father, never told anyone except my roommate and two then-friends, and taken care of the problem like I was encouraged to do by the two then-friends. But I didn't (obviously).
As I clicked the link to politely decline attending I was directed to the official Facebook page, where I spent several minutes scanning the contents of the comments section. Rather than just respond yea or nay to the invite, some people decided to express their dissenting viewpoints and I came across these lovely gems: [Note: I have not revealed the names from these FB postings, I have merely cut and pasted individuals words]
Said one young man whom I would like to nominate for outstanding citizen of the year, "For every abortion you prevent, I will cause ten more." "I don't have to force people. I will just kick pregnant teenagers in the belly. :)" Sounds like he would be a wonderful case study in abnormal psychology and the prefect character for an episode of Law and Order: Special Victims Unit.
Vapid girl number 1 says: "i believe this was on my birthday last year. i'm pro choice. and rather ticked off that my friend wouldnt talk to me on my birthday."[Sic]Glad to find someone who's slightly more shallow than Paris Hilton on a good day.
Girl number 2 chimes in with her idiotic brand of reasoning: "I happen to be in favor of abortion, I wish more people would have them, there'd be less crime. Don't balk, it's a proven correlation." Ummm....This is not Newton's Third Law of Motion to every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Your logic is so flawed I don't know where to begin.
But my favorite line was the tired refrain: "Don't like abortion? That's fine, don't get one." Let's try this line of reasoning for everything! Don't like rape? Don't get raped! Don't like being sick? Don't get sick! Don't like peanut butter and jelly? Just eat ham and cheese!
YEA FOR ALL OF YOU! Instead of engaging in what could be a dialogue between two parties of opposing viewpoints, your vitriol statements confirms my assumption that those who call themselves pro-choice/liberal (see definitions above) are not accommodating for the choice of others, but wish for everyone to be in lock step with their ideas.
Here's the thing, this event is for a group (hopefully many thousands) of people to silently witness to the world their beliefs. Did you get that? SILENTLY. That's it. There won't be any marching. No chanting, yelling, singing, or verbal prayer. All the people are choosing to be quiet. They will be quiet for one day, to show to the world that they are being silent for the sake of the silent child growing in the womb which may not have the choice to live.
If a pro-choice/liberal is all for the freedom to make differing choices, why do they get so upset when someone chooses different from their choice?
I'll see you on the sidewalk Tuesday, little sis. Thanks for the reminder that my choice to be pro-life needs to be witnessed to this one horse town and I need to shut up for a few hours to remind myself of the child that I chose five years ago.
This post is dedicated to KMG and JTP, two of my many favorite peoples. Life would be very empty without either of you!
