I was just reading a two-day old column about Emma Beck by Michelle Malkin. And came across this jaw-dropper:

And who gets premium op-ed space in America’s newspaper of record to talk about abortion? Idiots like University of Iowa adjunct assistant writing professor Brian Goedde, who shared his festive thoughts surrounding the New Year’s Eve before his girlfriend’s abortion in an essay a few months ago in The New York Times. “The abortion is scheduled for two days from now, and we’re holing up,” he reminisced. “We do the dishes brush our teeth, climb into bed and have unprotected sex. ‘I’m not going to get more pregnant,’ Emily says. I’ve never felt pleasure more guiltily.”

So the good thing about an unwanted pregnancy is that it allows a guy to enjoy unprotected sex without consequences while his girlfriend waits for the abortion appointment? Is this what they mean by a woman’s right?

Boy, I’d hate to see a woman’s wrong.

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Rebecca adds: There are so many awful things about the Emma Beck story, but this quote stands out for me: “I should never have had an abortion. I see now I would have been a good mum,” Beck wrote. “I told everyone I didn’t want to do it, even at the hospital. I was frightened, now it is too late.”

In what universe did Beck give informed consent for this abortion? For any other elective surgery, I’d bet the medical staff would ask you to take a day or two to think it over. Do you think if a woman seeking breast implants said, about to go under, “I don’t want to do this,” they’d just proceed against her will, or assume she didn’t really mean it? The doctor who carried out Emma Beck’s abortion shares in the responsibility for her death. I wonder if he’ll get away with it.

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Andrea adds: Emma Beck’s story deserves more play than it got. Apparently we need abortion, because otherwise women would die in back alley abortions. My point all along has been that women are hurt, and yes, they die in “safe and legal” abortions. Providing abortion as a solution is a bit like having firefighters show up with a match…(“Hey- we notice something over here that’s still standing. Light her up!” Solution, indeed.)