That wasn't my response at all. There was an article posted here a little while back about how Stevie Nicks said she wouldn't have written her songs if she hadn't had an abortion, so I can kind of understand it, but a healthy country should be able to survive pop songs. If we couldn't, there must be other things wrong.
I always thought Christine McVie was a better songwriter than Stevie Nicks, although Nicks would occasionally pop out a real gem. “Crystal” (best on the Buckinham-Nicks album) was wonderful all around, and her collaboration with Tom Petty on “Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around”, and “Blue Lamp” from the Heavy Metal album were terrific (the music better than her vocals). But, half the time (or more in her later career when the drugs really affected her, I think) Stevie Nicks uncorked some pretty awful stuff*, whereas Christine McVie was consistently good to excellent, IMO.
*One reviewer went so far as to say of “Belladonna”, a quote from Anton Lavey (of all people!), which went something like this (paraph: “Belladonna - In Italian, a beautiful woman. In English, a deadly poison, thereby proving the similarity of the two languages.”
Christine McVie, OTOH, was I think best known for her warm, more “mature” (in a good way), songs, that seemed a perfect match for her warm contralto voice: Less range, spectacle, and drama, than Nicks, and no “put on persona” (Welsh witch), but listening to McVie is like putting on a super-comfortable winter coat.
Of note is that while Lindsey Buckingham was (and likely still is) madly in love with Stevie Nicks, in 2016-2017 it was McVie who he got together with to release an album and do some touring. Arguably Buckingham fell in love with the wrong woman: both Buckingham and McVie raised kids, etc., while Nicks was the “wild thing”.
RIP, Ms. McVie. You will be missed, but your music will live on forever.