Where I Stand: Planed Parenthood

Planned Parenthood.  Such a hot topic. Now for my opinion on the matter.

Planned Parenthood does serve the community in more ways than just abortions. They provide free contraceptives, inexpensive check-ups, and plenty of other things. I went to Planned Parenthood for both my pregnancies to get a cheap official confirmation to apply for maternity health insurance. The program in itself is a good concept, but then we reach the problem where the debate rages.

Selling of human remains.

As I said, I went to Planned Parenthood to confirm my pregnancies. With my last one, they pulled me into a room, and forced me to leave my four-year-old outside so they could ask me how I would like to deal with the “issue” then handed me abortion information. I was like, “ahh, I’m keeping the baby, I just need that paperwork there saying I’m pregnant.” They looked at me like I was losing my mind. That should have concerned me, but I figured they get lots of druggies, teenagers, and other—for want of a better word—“losers” come in for that purpose, so they lumped me in with them.

Almost a year later, I have a beautiful little girl across the room from me, sleeping peacefully in her swing. I hold her in my arms, nurse her, watch her smile, and I wonder why they would have preferred for me to snuff out that life rather than keep it. Because a fetus is a life. A tiny life, a life completely dependent on one person; its mother. I’ve carried two beautiful girls inside me and the whole time, and every day since their births, I never dreamed of denying them their potential. Because that’s what abortion does, it denies a life its potential to be, to exist, to grow, to learn to SMILE. So what if it’s not convenient for some reason or another? You should have thought of that before you opened your legs without contraceptives. I hear people argue about rape and incest cases, but the truth is, most abortions are simply cowardly women unable to face the consequences of their actions, so they take it out on an innocent life that has no voice or way to fight back. Abortion is not feminism. I’m insulted that someone would dare claim that. As a woman, my feminine privilege of being called a mother is degraded and I’m offended that something as selfish as abortion would be considered a right of my gender. It’s a right of my gender to say no to sex, but if I choose not to do that, then I’m obligated to live with the consequences of my body’s natural response.

Abortion is like… someone throws you in a dark room, all alone, and locks you in. They then provide you food and means to survive so you are completely dependent on them, then, they grab swords and hack you to pieces. You’d feel that, right? Sucks, huh? But yet, we do it to BABIES. It literally makes me sick. I hear of it and look and my child and think, at least I can keep you safe. At least your life and any I bear won’t be faced with that kind of suffering.

Women who have never had children, never carried one full term and held that life in their arms, have no right to make comment on abortion. Men should never speak of women having the right to choose what they do with their bodies and abortion, but fathers deserve the right to keep their child even if the mother doesn’t want it. He should be allowed to say no to her abortion if he is willing to take it off her hands. It takes two to tango, so both those dancers should be allowed to have a say.

Being pregnant is something I cannot fully express. There is something divine, beautiful, and powerful about being pregnant. Mothers who have miscarried will tell you they grieved. Why? Because that tiny life that one moment grew within them, went away. It stopped living, no matter the size of it or how far along they were, and it broke their hearts. Women who seek abortions need to stop being such cowards and face their actions like real women should. There’s such thing as adoption, and plenty of infertile couples out there who fall to their knees and mourn when they hear someone threw away the chance they’d give anything for.

In India, baby girls are being killed in droves. That gendercide is scolded and fought against by humanitarians and our western society, but yet, within our own countries we allow the same kind of slaughter of children to occur. Hypocrisy, yes. So shut the freak up.

But the issue with these abortions performed by Planned Parenthood, aside from mass legalized murder, is that people within the program are selling body parts. You can’t deny it, it’s been caught on video and sent viral around the internet. It may not be part of the standard protocol, but the fact remains that someone is using it for the harvesting of these tiny body parts. I don’t know about defunding Planned Parenthood, because it does do some good, but there definitely needs to be an investigation and those people at fault need to be made accountable.

As you can tell, I am quite passionate about this. That is because to me, abortion is the lowest of lows, the ultimate proof of the depravity that mankind has reached.

Where I Stand... Generally

The world is a chaotic mess. I sit back and I wonder what horrors my children will face because of the selfishness of my generation, and how we are teaching our rising generations to be equally, or even more so, as selfish.
We live in an age of wonder. Technology keeps moving forward so quickly that things from my high school years a mere ten years ago look archaic. The world is connected in a way that is unprecedented. We don't have to fret about missing our favorite shows or waiting for dial up. We have internet on our phones, books in digital formats, video phone calls.All we need is self drying clothes and hover skate boards and Marty McFly would be pretty close to spot on.
But yet, despite all this, along with medical advances and so much more, we are worse off. People are more alone than ever. Ignorance is wide spread because misinformation is so easily accessed and shoved in our faces to scare us. But more than anything, we lack humility.
We are in an age of pride, and pride is bad in this sense, because there is good pride; for example being proud of a child's efforts, and there is bad pride. Since the beginning of time, pride has been the downfall of nations. The English fell to the Americans not because the Americans greatly out numbered them and used better strategies, but because the English underestimated them. They thought they were superior in every wit, giving them the ultimate Achilles heel. Hitler, Stalin, Napoleon, Julius Cesar all suffered from the same ailment; pride. How easily have we forgotten and taken up their flag?
I see all around me our society crumbling from the inside while our enemies sit in wait, biding their time for us to show enough weakness to strike. I think 9/11 was testing the waters, and they found there was too much strength then. But what would the find now?
Nations divided. Left vs. Right. Even within parties there is whispering and deceit. In Australia they are on their fifth prime minister in three years. It's like elections have become redundant. In the U.S. I see aggressive verbal attacks trying to force the opposing side into submission in the name of "political correctness," while I see morality and courage trampled into the dust like it's the filth of existence. Love is now perverted into lust, parenthood and marriage a joke, families crumbling and being torn apart by selfishness, greed, and unfair judgment. When the family falls, so will we.
But what is there to do when the nosiest voices fill the ears of not only those in power, but everyone? It's hard to think for yourself when so many people are screaming in your ears. But these screaming voices will be our downfall. I often fear war is coming, a war greater a more terrifying than has ever bee seen. But then again, maybe I shouldn't fear it. Our generation has never faced the true fear of suffering with our smart phones, easy access to food, elaborate houses, and no concern or threat whatsoever. War forces humility. Maybe then the noisy voices that are destroying us will be silenced.