No More Wire Hangers

Happy birthday abortion! So January 23rd is the day when women all over America heaved a collective sigh of relief and unclenched their knees. 33 years ago, Roe v. Wade was decided, making abortion legal. It was a landmark case that allowed women the freedom to do with their bodies whatever they wanted to. It also inspired endless debate on the right to privacy related to minors and married women. And on this anniversary we are bombarded by the religious right in their attempt to tell all of us "pro choice crazies" how very close to hell we are.

Activities for the day included protesters on both sides of the argument showing up in Washington in order to lobby in the oh-so-effective manner of posterboard and magic markers.
President Bush made phone calls to protest sites (much like he did last year) to tell the marching zealots to keep fighting the good fight. Much like every other campaign in the country, it looks as if they didn't want him out stumping for them, either. Regardless, he made the call and made his point, flacid as it may be.

So today, I am not going to reflect on the bizarre dichotomy of people preaching the right to life all the while blowing up abortion clinics, I am not going to dwell on the ridiculousness of persecution by people of a faith that preaches "judge not lest ye be judged." Instead, I am going to stay home and crack a beer in honor of not having to throw myself down a flight of stairs should I find myself in an ill timed "family way."