If you have not heard of McCorvey v. Wade, that’s because the case is called Roe v. Wade. Jane Roe is Norma McCorvey, who in 1973 would fight the case that would give a “moderately pro-life nation the most anti-life abortion law in the West.”
Anyway, Norma McCorvey, aka Jane Roe, is now a pro-life Christian. Norma McCorvey, then and now. How much would have been different had Roe v. Wade been fought by the woman Norma McCorvey is today.
I am also developing a theory–that many 1960s feminists were raised by intact families and never partook in the activities they now recommend. This develops further when you consider McCorvey never had an abortion.
I began thinking about my theory when Margaret Wente published “Summer of Love was the best of times.” In the article she describes that wonderful 1960s zeitgeist… You know, free love and all that jazz. Only that she didn’t experience any, er, free lovin’ herself.
Susan was the only girl I knew who might not have been a virgin, and I envied her audacity and her carnal knowledge. I invited a boy named Jack, a romantic, sweet-natured redhead who seemed to be madly in love with me. I was filled with equal parts of hope and fear that something dangerously illicit might happen…
I wish I could tell you that Jack and I had sex. We did not….A few weeks after my trip to Expo, I started university. To my amazement, almost everyone in my class was still a virgin.
So how many of our mentors and elders went on to advocate for dangerous behaviours they themselves never experienced? The irony.
Rebecca adds: I’ve noticed this “do as I say, not as I did” attitude a lot among the boomers. I’m thinking of some well-intentioned women I know of that generation who see no disconnect between the choices they champion for children writ large (unrestricted access to abortion, with of course no parental consent or notification, freedom to have sex from an early age, and so on) and how they raise their own children (often providing them with religious education that specifically discourages premarital sex, encouraging, if not abstinence, at least waiting until adulthood, and in horror of the prospect of ever having an unplanned pregnancy.) If you’re horrified at the thought of your own teenager having sex, or an abortion, why is it good enough for other people’s children? If you had more self-respect than to behave that way, why shouldn’t young women today?