On the way to work at MCV this morning, I walked past the abortion clinic in East Melbourne and found myself literally trembling with rage after a short discussion with a Right To Life protester.
I asked the wrinkled old bastard why, if he was so concerned with human life, he wasn't out protesting the war in Iraq, or helping feed street kids, or doing something about the mortality rate in indigenous communities, and he started waffling about 'protecting the innocent' or somesuch.
If there hadn't been a cop watching, I think I might have spat on the sanctimonious old turd. Not exactly a measured, intellectual response, I know, but how else do you argue with a zealot whose only real agenda is maintaining his slowly slipping control of women's bodies?
5 comments:
rage in the belly,
i'm glad i don't walk past there... i don't like to dislike my fellow humans.
Sigh - you are one of my heroes.
Thanks Melly. Seriously.
Hell - yeah, it's an unpleasent experience realising that your so-called fellow humans actually lack humanity, isn't it?
I am insanely proud of you that you said something to them at all. Trouble is, you can't argue with people like that, because rational thought means nothing to them. Thankyou for trying though.
I know it's probably superbad karma to wish for an unplanned pregnancy, but I always thought that if I had a procedure there and, upon exiting, found the protesters there, I'd fuck their shit up. Kung fu kicks and such. Assholes.
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