Post Birth Abortion.

​Abortion!
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If you hate women, and want them to be oppressed, you are against abortion.  If you actually care about women, and equality, and being a good person, and have moral fiber, then naturally… you are for abortion.  Especially late term abortion.  The later the better. 

A Modest Proposal….

 It is my personal belief that the champions of abortion are selling themselves short.  Why stop at late term, or partial birth abortions? 
 SO many parents have children thinking it will be fun, only to find that children are HARD to deal with.  The parents didn’t know what to expect.  Maybe their child is defective.  How many mothers are overwhelmed trying to take care of their kids, only to have their kids talk back to them and cause mischief in the home.  We need to have POST-birth abortions. 

A person isn’t a person until they’ve turned 18.  They are a nonviable mass of tissue. 
An embryo, if you will.  They can’t really support themselves.  They cause risk to their parents, and to the world around them.  They are also a financial burden. 
In certain cases, where a child makes a mess in the house, a teenager crashes a car, or a toddler refuses to eat his brussel sprouts, I feel that a parent deserves to have “the right to choose” a simple procedure to eliminate and remove the unwanted or nonviable growth from their household. 
 Post Birth Abortion could be a way of improving countless lives. 
 As organs are harvested, wanted children can be saved from various maladies.  Stem Cell research will thrive with the influx in sources. 
 Planned Parenthood will be able to become even more successful. 
The economy will thrive as parents lessen their financial burdens and reinvest their money in their communities. 
 School performance will increase as class sizes decrease.  As we are able to remove the children with less desirable traits, humanity will become more attractive, intelligent, and healthy.  Post Birth Abortion will save humanity.  Only by killing our kids can we save ourselves.

Let me tell you how I really feel

 The miracle of life is a pain in the @$$!  
 My wife is 8 weeks pregnant, and is as miserable as one can be.  She is perpetually nauseous.  NO food sounds good.  The faintest smells make her ready to vomit.  She asked for this.  As parents of two children, we intentionally put ourselves into a position of discomfort to bring another life into the world.  She was more excited about it than I was, and she is my hero for going through so much to bring children into our home.

Woosh Woosh Woosh

 We had our first ultrasound last week.  As the tech began the procedure and the screen came up, we could see the little mass of “unviable tissue”.  Then, we heard it.  Woosh-woosh-woosh-woosh.  The babys heartbeat.  It’s difficult to describe the feeling you feel when you see and hear something miraculous that you helped create. 
 A life. 
 And, no matter how inconvenient, that life is a life.  It’s sacred.

For every rule, an exception

 I one hundred percent agree that there are instances, unfortunate and tragic, where an abortion may be necessary.  Cases of rape, incest, peril to the mother etc.  These cases should be treated with kindness, understanding, and sensitivity. 
 I also know individuals who are unable to have children, and have experience discouragement and heartache in trying to adopt.  I believe no greater gift can be given than an unwanted baby to parents desperate for a child of their own.  Those mothers who have the courage to carry a pregnancy to term, and give the baby to loving parents are truly heroic.

Parting shot

 If you have managed to read this far without storming off in disgust, I thank you for your time and consideration.  I feel it necessary to end this piece at this time because my children are making a mess and I need to explain to them that if they don’t fall into line, they will be replaced by this new little parasite growing in Mommy's tummy. 
For the record… I think it looks like me.