Gosh guys, what’s happening out there. This is just how I’m feeling today. I don’t have anything specific to say or any statistics to back it up; I just feel the need to talk. To commiserate. To be honest, I’m scared. I know. I know. You’re thinking, “Waa waa precious little snowflake is worried about losing her health insurance again.” Well that’s not it today. Okay, I’m still terrified of that too, but today, I guess scared isn’t the right word. I don’t know that I have a word. I have lots of things going on in my very busy brain.
I keep compulsively opening Facebook. (really, I should stop; it’s making it worse.) Anyway, I keep opening facebook and seeing the news. I have unfollowed about 90% of my friends it seems (I still love you, but I just can’t take the Trump love anymore) so all I have left are a few new friends I’ve met through groups and the news. Well friends, the news is depressing and terrifying and all sorts of unpleasant things and it is making me just want to retreat to the farm, turn off all of the media producing devices, and watch the lambs hop around.
Unfortunately, I can’t. I can’t because ignorance about everything happening will not make it go away. This is not the cat in the box or a tree in the woods; this is life. My life. Your life. America’s life. It feels like a week ago, everything still felt like a joke. I could watch that guy on SNL imitating the president elect and it was funny. It was a “haha are we living in an alternate universe” funny. It was an “is this real life” funny. It was a meme. America was a meme.
On Friday, shit got real. Shit got real real. Everyday, shit gets more and more real and it feels like there’s no stopping point. It has only been 5 days, but it feels like months have gone by. So much has been signed or has been promised to be signed that does nothing but hurt the American people. Keystone has been signed, DAPL has been signed, an immigration order has been signed, a promise to repeal the ACA has been signed, grants have been striped from vital resources like the Office of Violence Against Women. The public’s access to the government has been restricted. The media’s access to the government has been restricted. The government’s access to the media has been restricted. See, I can’t even tell if I’m getting it all; I don’t even know everything because it is too much. It is too hard to keep up with all of the damage to America that is taking place. It is too hard to count all of the people that these actions are going to hurt.
I see people already saying that Trump has done more in 5 days than President Obama did in 8 years. The way they are meaning it is pure bullshit, but in a way they are right. Donald Trump has hurt the American people more in 5 days on purpose than the others presidents did by mistake. Maybe I’m wrong; my presidential history is sketchy at best. (for some reason I know that the 11th president is James K. Polk).
Anyway, I digress. I think what is bothering me the most is that people are celebrating their own destruction. I get it. You hate abortion. I don’t particularly love it, but to me, it represents the freedom of choice. Being forced to carry a baby is one step from being forced to abort one. There I said it. I am not against abortion. Condemn me to hell. Hate me. Pray for my soul. Do whatever it is you feel the need to do. I’m secure in my faith and in my opinion because force is force and if your government can force you to do one thing with your body, they can force you to do another; it is a slippery slope. Don’t tell me it can’t happen, because there is NOTHING that can’t happen. Do you think people thought it was possible for someone to kill 6 million people without the world batting an eye? I bet no one thought that was possible, but Hitler managed to do it. Given the power, governments can force anything. I won’t sit back and let it happen without a fight. I won’t give my government that much power over my body. I make decisions for my body.
If you haven’t already stopped reading, remember this: there is never just one side to an argument. You may absolutely think that abortion is wrong and you may be right, but it’s not just about the act of abortion; it’s about telling another person what they can and can’t do with their bodies. It’s about telling a woman with three children and a husband at home that the fetus she is carrying will kill her, but she has no choice but to carry it to term because of an absolute, no exception ban. Does God want her to die? Is that his plan? Maybe you have the emotional strength to carry a baby for 40 weeks that will live for only a few minutes or even a few hours. Maybe you can survive the crushing disappointment that you feel when God doesn’t answer the most sincere prayer you’ve ever had. Maybe you can, but just maybe she can’t. Maybe something like that will break up their marriage; maybe carrying that baby, who has no chance at life, will get to be too much in month 8 and she takes her life because she thinks it’s the only way. Was trying to carry a dying baby the right decision for her? Was it worth her life?
I’m not trying to get you to accept that something is okay; you don’t have to change your beliefs. But neither does she. Maybe a baby that is aborted has a bright future. Maybe it has a purpose. But you know what, it doesn’t know that. You know who has a definite purpose and a definite future and the cognitive function to know? The woman carrying that baby. Maybe it is a sin, but is it up to you to pass absolute judgment? How does it affect you? Is your life on the line? Is your future on the line? Will your life change one bit?
You are willing to sit back and not only accept, but celebrate, all of the horrible things that are happening in our government to get a ruling that can’t be enforced. To get a piece of paper signed that will change nothing in your life. It may hurt your soul to know that abortions are happening. It may break your heart. It may make you sad for humanity, but it won’t kill you. Someone else’s abortion won’t send you to hell. Pray about it. Maybe God won’t make anymore babies that are destined to die before they are even born. Pray about it. Maybe God will stop that man before he rapes and impregnates that woman. Pray about it. Maybe God will change biology and make only intended pregnancies happen. Pray away the need for abortion, but don’t tell women what they can and can’t do with their bodies and maybe no one will ever tell you what you can or can’t do with yours.