A pretty thorough smack-down:
But how does the young non-mother have standing to sue? She came to the clinic to have the baby removed from her body and destroyed. The baby was removed and destroyed. What’s the actual harm to her? She didn’t like the method? The issue seems to be that she was forced to witness the ordeal that was a direct, if messy, consequence of the procedure she requested. Would it have been better to see the baby taken out in parts? Injected with poison and born dead?
Her lawyer claims she was ambivalent to begin with. Sure. But so what? She made her decision. Her lawyer responds, “She came face to face with a human being. And that changed everything.” While that is emotionally plausible — even likely — again, so what? She was aborting the baby precisely because it was a human being which, she says, she was not mature enough to care for. What was it she thought would happen?
If you think that sounds harsh, blame the “pro-choice” activists who say nothing should prevent a woman from exercising her “right” to “choose” without ever getting into the details of what, exactly, that “choice” entails.
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Andrea adds: Thanks for posting this, Brigitte.
You know, once in a while a story will surface–the specific one I recall from about three years ago was from India–about the bones of babies found in the gutters on streets, either after infanticide or abortion. The response tends to be one of horror and shock from this part of the world. Because over here, we conceal the remains and body disposal. How civilized.
That mother went in to have her baby killed. Her baby was killed. Et voila: that’s what we here in North America call a screaming success and an advancement of women’s dignity. And yes, I do blame those “honest, informative” abortion providers. The girl involved is not without her share of the responsibility. But if she’s been told her whole life this is a valid option, a workable solution, and a compassionate course of action–and then meets face to face with a gruesome reality–well, it’s a gruesome reality the abortion provider fails to see because he/she is so used to it.
Off to get some valium now. (This stuff, for all the fun we have blogging, does make me angry.)
