Anyway, this year, I found it really hard to tune out the anti-abortion sermon. The priest started off by talking about the meaning of the word 'tragedy' and listing death counts of such events as the Holocaust, 9/11, and even the shooting in Connecticut. Yes, he said they were each tragedies, but then he went on to say that all of these pale in comparison to the lives lost to abortion. I'm sorry, but I find it just a little classless to be belittling all of these tragic events to push your opinion on people. I guess I can see where he was coming from, but the people that were killed in, say, 9/11 were already living their lives; they have people that will miss their presence and the quirks they brought to the day-to-day. You can't miss a fetus like that. They don't really have a big presence.
The priest then went on to say how a third of his generation is missing due to abortion and that for every two people he knows, he should know another person. Okay. I should know a lot more people for every person I know, too. ...But I'm anti-social at times.
He got really upset and started literally crying about "wanting his generation back." I just could not believe it. My feminist side started rearing her head. It was so nice to see him crying for something that would oppress 51% of the populace. For this man to get up there and cry about what should or should not happen to my body? While I don't support abortion in an oops-i'm-an-idiot circumstance, I know I would not be able to handle a pregnancy and child that was a product of rape. I fully support that option being available to me.
I guess this all comes down to: don't like abortion? DON'T GET ONE!
Oh, and don't belittle tragedies. Especially ones that are still fresh in everyone's mind.
If you actually read this, please be respectful in your agreement/rebuttal. Also, here's a cookie:
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