Pro Death vs Anti Choice
Pro Choice, anti-forced birth
It’s just like being at a supermarket! You want the most choice, thousands of kinds of spaghetti sauce, right? Maybe you’ll have only one baby, to eat, your entire life (so to speak). Zillions of sperm competed for that egg, so millions of zygotes can compete for your approval, am I right, mothers? You want your baby’s love, right? If you’ve killed a dozen of his or her brothers and sisters, it’ll be a lot more grateful to you for being alive, no? Remember, you’re special, just like everybody else. The global population is 7.76 billion. If you don’t want your own kid, then do the world a favor and snuff it. One more leach on limited resources, removed. And adoption is a crapshoot. There are x couples that want to adopt. You can roll the dice, or kill the dealer. Or kill the card, whatever. It’s just a clump of cells. A parasitic one, at that, like cancer. That is to say, malignant, like a little demon inside you. A little vampire that sucks your life right out of you. You can beat that shit. Medical (chemical) abortions (shun being a bore!) are cheap and easy, without the mess, or vacuuming brain matter, or cutting into little pieces, or ending a heartbeat. You should have no qualms. You don’t need to have a heart. You can be ruthless. You can kill that little shit. Feel free, it’s legal, so it must be okay, right? And giving birth SUCKS. Fuck that shit. You don’t need to go through all that pain for a baby you don’t even want. I mean, life doesn’t begin until the baby starts breathing, right? And the baby doesn’t even know words yet, like “mommy, please don’t kill me.” So go for it. In the US, between 1 and 2 million couples want to adopt, and there are around 125,000 children waiting to be adopted. Worldwide, there are like 150 million orphans. No one knows what the international demand for adoption is. Or google doesn’t say. But in the US, maybe 36 families want to adopt for each child put up for adoption. Kill ‘em all. That’s what Metallica says. Shit.
Pro Life, anti-death
Life is good. In all cases. Even if your parents didn’t want you, you were an accident, or you were born with deformities or whatever, livin’ la vida loca far outweighs being snuffed by your own mother, if only to avoid the immense pain of giving birth, vaginally. You can love your mother for that. Death is forever. So life is comparatively valuable, a miracle of sorts. What else is there to say? God is love. The Creator.
But also the Destroyer (if you’re a Hindu Shaivist). You wield immense power. The universe is in your hands. Every consciousness is its own universe. Destroyer of Worlds!? A lot easier than Creation. You can burn a house down faster than building one. 9 months of gestation vs. 1 day of infanticide. The whole point of sex is procreation. But if you pair-bond over agreed values like choice, so much the better. Death to pro-choicers? You wish. More like belief in eternal punishment. Death would be too good. I don’t believe in that, personally. But oblivion is an argument for life, not death, in my view.
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