The abortion issue really sticks in my craw. I am so tired of this "my body" mantra. My nephew and his wife just brought their twins home from the hospital. They were born in July at six months gestation and weighed 1.5 lbs each at birth. After a long struggle, they finally got home this month.
Now, this "my body" argument. If I go visit my nephew and hold their twins, I have voluntarily picked them up. If I decide that I am now inconvenienced at having to hold the twins, the pro-abortion argument is that I can put my rights above those of the babies, drop my arms and go about my life. Yet, if I did so, I would be arrested for attempted, if not successful, homicide. The fact is, I have waived my right to control my own body for a period of time. Having voluntarily picked up the babies, I now have a legal obligation to continue holding those babies until I can get them to a place of safety. When they are safe, my "right" to control my own body resuscitates. Until then, I have temporarily forfeited the right to control my arms. I always have the ability to simply drop the babies, but I don't have the moral or legal right to do so.
To my mind, there is little difference between my picking up the babies and a woman who gets pregnant. In both cases, I am temporarily inconvenienced, in most cases voluntarily. Having assumed the responsibility for another's life, I have the obligation to get it to safety before going off on my merry way. Yes, there is a difference between walking over to a bed and laying the babies down and going through a nine-month pregnancy, but where human life is involved, six, seven or eight months is negligible compared to homicide. (And before anyone thinks I am trivializing pregnancy, let me state that I am a woman who has borne three children so I know how "inconvenient" pregnancies can be.)
Pick up (or create) a life and you assume an obligation to get that child to a place of safety before resuming your self-indulgence. That is all the anti-abortion movement is about.
I like that analogy.
I love that analogy.