Keep Abortion Legal

I was writing a totally different post about boozing this weekend, but got interrupted by my friends Allison and Jeff who were heading out to look at the March for Life out on the Mall today.

I'm so mad now I can't finish my happy-go-lucky comedic rendering of Saturday night... We ended up walking all the way to the Supreme Court, holding makeshift signs, and protesting the Pro-Lifers with the 5 other Pro-Choice people who showed up on the steps of the Supreme Court. And you'd think that people who are supposedly so filled with love they can't bear for any baby ever conceived to die would be, I don't know, filled with love? Nope. Total jerks. We angry feminists were a thousand times nicer than these people.

God's love, my ass.

First, the median age of these protesters was about 14. These are kids who haven't even begun to learn how to think for themselves, much less ever known what it's like to have a job, yet not have enough money for food, much less for a baby. These are children... Stupid kids who want off from school so they can come socialize with other tweens and scream at people they've never even taken the time to really talk to...

Second, even though abortion affects women, the majority of these marchers were male. I'm not saying that father's don't have rights, but how in the hell can a 14-year-old boy know anything about being pregnant?! And what gives him the right to tell me that it's not my body?! I'm not kidding you, this was a so-called "conversation" I had while surrounded by angry anti-Roe activists. I was holding a sign that said "If you don't like abortions, don't have one. Keep your laws off my body" on one side and "More Trees, Less Bush." He apparently didn't like either of these sayings...

Boy: It's not your body!
Me: It's not? Really? Cause it seems to feel like it's my body... Like, when I pinch it, it hurts...
Boy: It's not your body until you have a child and you know what it's like to give life!
Me: How do you know I don't have children? How do you know I'm not a mom?!
Boy: Ummmmmmmm... well it's good if you do... um....

Apparently only childless women are against abortion... Of course, since I am childless and I was just confusing the poor, simple-minded boy, I'm not really disproving his point am I? Oh well... I disproved it in theory.

Finally, these people think that only they have the right to protest on the steps of the Supreme Court. We're not allowed to come to their rallies, even though they showed up en masse to the March for Women two years ago... The anger and belligerence seething from these marchers nearly suffocated the few of us protesting for women's rights. One kid stole my friend Allison's sign and tried to steal mine...while I was holding the Pro-Choice microphone and shouting "Women Will Decide Their Fate, Not the Church, Not the State!" He failed... And I nearly swore in front of major television outlets! Probably not good for our case for me to yell out "Fucking Kid! Give me back my fucking sign!" to a crowd-full of people.

Also, they kept "pretending" to fall into our sound system and turning it off so we couldn't be heard. They were literally and figuratively silencing women's right to choice. I was so angry. I know that all protests are like this... when I was in college I used to help organize the "Take Back the Night" march and you would surprised at how many people react angrily to an anti-rape march. I mean, really? What are you, for rape?! But this was different, as it was a National March on the steps of the Supreme Court of the United States of America, during a time when we are entering into another Dark Age... a time of anti-enlightenment and humanism and civil rights...

I know that last night was the candlelight vigil for Roe V. Wade, but I was disappointed at how few Pro-Choice people there were... Of course, I wasn't even planning on attending. My appearance was spontaneous activism borne of a lunch-time walk outside my office. Of course, when you work on the National Mall, I suppose it's easier to end up at the Supreme Court, holding a microphone and shouting at a thousand pro-life activists. I love D.C.

I'll leave you with one last retarded exchange, which occurred as we were walking back to make our signs... Jeff was smoking:

Idiot Kids: Smoking kills too!
Jeff: What?! Give me a break!
Allison: Shut the Fuck Up!
Idiot Kids: Go Home!!!!!
Me: I am home! I live here!
Idiot Kids: So do we!

Oooo, nice, Idiot Kids. Snap!