Victor Nero 
Art by Lagunadisko
If you can’t have abortion, then provide free or affordable healthcare and education.
If you can’t provide that kind of healthcare or education, supply guaranteed employment in your understaffed public sectors, and fund it by cutting all politicians down to minimum wage, so they know exactly how tough it is to survive at that level. Hell, do it regardless, and we’ll see who really wants to change things.
If you can’t do that, don’t complain when unwanted kids and parents are forced to support them and their families via criminal activity. Either fund them, adopt them, or shut the fuck up and stay in your slow moving lane.
Not everyone wants, needs or deserves to be a parent. Bitter assholes like me probably shouldn’t breed. Neither should a bunch of irrational, bigoted Jesus freaks who raise several children badly instead of two properly.
I’ve floated the idea of forced sterilization after a certain number of kids. I don’t think it should ever happen, because it violates bodily autonomy and free will. Of course, the very notion sparked outrage. But somehow people think that’s more evil than forcing unaffordable kids on unequipped parents. If that’s what good is, I’d rather be a monster.
Foetuses aren’t people. Babies are barely even people. Stop basing legislation that affect adults over protecting kids you don’t REALLY care about. Racist White America looks down on black and brown drug dealers and gangbangers, but having nine kids in a small town with no jobs and having one or two break bad is understandable … Right?
Governments and lawmakers are supposed to solve problems, not create them, then waste more of our resources adapting. If we continue to accommodate quaint superstition and moral superiority over factual information and ethical sustainability, we’re not going to last much longer, collectively. If you need any proof, look at the last 25 years.
Guess what? Not all life is special. Especially the kind that breeds en masse, never evolves or adapts, yet expects to survive indefinitely, despite a Darwinian approach to human rights and national politics. Because, you know, some sky dude sacrificed his own son like a total sociopath because he fucked up by making man in his own image. Said image, of course, being a total fuckup. Ergo, not all life is so goddamn special.
If this angers you, good. What you feel is petty, tiny, ephemeral. What the women of America feel is wrath. Not trivial, reflexive anger. You feel persecuted by the Left? The history of America and the religious right is that of persecution personified. This the hell you created, and no heaven is worth this.
It’s too late in history to be basing modern legislation on fugazi doctrines from other Countries over two millenia ago that were illogical even for their era. Half the Bible is a setup, the rest is dull fairytales with bad dialogue and character development – take it from a reformed Catholic who used to be pro life. The abortion debate should’ve been over decades ago. Logically speaking, it was. But for such thick skinned dismissive types, the religious right sure is easily upset over the life choices of people they never met nor ever will.
It’s a shame they don’t love poor people, abandoned kids and recovering felons from unfortunate backgrounds with as much passion as embryos. Imagine what such passion could accomplish directed properly, and how much more believable they’d be?
Keep your gods out of our laws, our schools and our home lives. Let our kids find them organically and authentically, if they so choose – no problem. You’ll probably have them for life if they do. We’re not trying to kill your gods (though it appears we might have to), we’re just trying not to get killed or ruined by them either.
If you love kids so much, adopt some. Donate to the starving ones here and overseas that can actually feel pain and privation on mental, emotional and dare I say spiritual levels. Suck up a tax hike or two for the sake of their education and healthcare. Look, I don’t even love kids that much (nor do I hate them). I just can’t hate one enough to wish them unto the unwanting and unprepared.
