Abortion sacramental: cliches and slogans

I have inadvertently started a “dialogue” on abortion on Medium.com, by responding to a post by one of the writers. He hasn’t replied, but another male reader did.If you look at history, it is clear that women can never become equal citizens so long as they are denied control over their own reproduction. It is a pragmatic position that is absolutely fundamental to achieving true equality. So long as a man can simply walk away a woman MUST have equal rights. These are not rights by law btw, but by virtue of reality. Men DO just walk away, therefore they can. There is no way of forcing a man to take responsibility. We’ve tried. We’ve failed. The position we are in now, where woman’s choice is given primacy, is entirely due to men’s shitty behavior over the entire course of history. It’s way too late to claim that men take responsibility so a woman must to. Boodin is clearly an extremist and as such his opinion is worth very little. Some people believe that a bunch of cells should have the same rights as a living breathing human. Crazy right?”

In response to him, I cited the following instances of local and state governments enacting recent “abortion is a sacrament” legislation, in my post “The Contrarian Curmudgeon”, as follows: New York started last year with a euphemistically named Reproductive Health Act. The act effectively denies the personhood of the unborn, creates loopholes for abortion at any stage of pregnancy, and loosens the qualifications for medical practitioners who can perform the procedure. The legislation cements the Supreme Court’s 1973 Roe v. Wade decision into New York state law. San Francisco blacklisted 22 states with pro-life laws and announced the city would not do business with them. Illinois’ state government followed in New York’s footsteps and passed its own version of the Reproductive Health Act, effectively undoing all previous pro-life legislation in Illinois and establishing it as a destination for abortion seekers. Vermont’s law prevents the state government from putting any restrictions on abortion, and Maine’s law allows physician assistants and some nurses to perform the procedure.

If I call abortion a “sacrament”, doesn’t that statement have religious overtones? Consider this: Georgia, Kentucky, Louisiana, Mississippi, and Ohio passed “heartbeat” bills—laws to ban abortion after the baby has a detectable heartbeat. Before Gov. Brian Kemp signed the Georgia “heartbeat” bill in May 2019, a group of Hollywood actors signed a joint letter and sent it to the governor, promising to boycott Georgia should the heartbeat bill pass: We can’t imagine being elected officials who had to say to their constituents ‘I enacted a law that was so evil, it chased billions of dollars out of our state’s economy.’ It’s not the most effective campaign slogan, but rest assured we’ll make it yours should it come to pass’.” Yes, to a certain segment of society, aborting the baby IS a sacrament, if allowing a baby with a heartbeat to live is evil to them. What, then, is the likely and logical conclusion of this journey? Consider University of Colorado philosopher David Boonin writing in Beyond Roe: Why abortion should be legal—Even If The Fetus Is A Person. His argument is “laws that protect the unborn involve letting a person who ‘Has no right to use it’, use another person’s body.”

Keep digesting that last sentence! Laws that protect the not-yet-born are in direct opposition to the worship of “choice”–I can do what I want whenever I want as often as I want. That’s radical choice. Consequences? I can offload those to all the other taxpayers. Abortion as a sacrament is the worship of choice, but guess what? Radical choice is a cuckoo egg. Cuckoos are “brood parasites”, master deceivers – hiding their eggs in other species’ nests. To avoid detection, cuckoos have evolved to mimic color and pattern of their favored host-birds’ eggs. If host-birds do not reject cuckoo eggs, the newly hatched cuckoo chick ejects other eggs from the nest by hoisting them onto its back and dumping them over the edge. Then the poor beleaguered host mother ends up with a horribly demanding interloper chick that has just killed her own brood, and now requires and demands more food than the host’s own young. That’s what radical choice is.