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This post was originally put up on Rekindling the Inner Fire, my attempt at a more serious, essay-type blog. It was a follow up rant to an initial posting on abortion. I prefer how the arguement was put forth in this part more than the first time and will probably not repost the first time]
I’m sick and tired of abortion being simplified into clichéd arguments. Abortion is about far, far more than a fetus or a baby, than life or death, than women’s rights and body rights, and more than morals. It’s an example of the idiocy in the world today, and it’s an example of how badly people will do anything to avoid responsibility for their decisions or anyone elses.
Abortion is about motherhood, raising children, and self responsibility and knowledge.
Motherhood is not about a ball of cells, it’s not about pregnancy. The fact that you are physically capable of having a child and getting pregnant does not make you a mother. Birthing a child does not make you a mother. Every damn animal on the planet can pop out kids, only humans truly have mothers.