It’s been an interesting week for the abortion industry. It came to light that a woman is considering taking legal action against major abortion provider Marie Stopes, after an extremely traumatic experience taking ‘DIY’ abortion pills. In a press release by Christian Concern, ‘Sophie’, who had to have surgery after taking the pills, says she felt she wasn’t... Continue Reading →
It seems to be common experience that wherever you lift the lid on some kind of evil, you are sure to find more layers of evil underneath. Recently the interdependence of three particularly insidious industries has been thrown into sharp relief. *Trigger warning – the below discusses some sensitive matter* A couple of weeks back,... Continue Reading →
“Like a boil that must be opened with all its ugliness to the natural medicines of air and light, injustice must be exposed to the light of human conscience before it can be cured.” - Martin Luther King Jr It’s been a long time since I posted anything - RealLifeTM and other projects have jostled... Continue Reading →
This week has been full of dramatic events (and no, I’m not referring to the pointless mini-dramas of my own life... those tend to be eye-roll worthy, but not blog-worthy).
A poor tourist in a caravan got swept off a cliff in Ireland, Brexit is only six months away (pause to cheer or sob uncontrollably), and Naz Shah, Labour’s shadow minister for equalities, said that pre-natal testing for gender is bad because it allows women to abort baby girls (but it’s apparently still ok to screen for Down’s syndrome).
Phew.
Unless you’ve been living under a giant rock, you must have heard the slogan ‘my body, my choice’. Four short and simple words; an ad hominem that's become a sort of war cry for females across the English-speaking world. It’s a giant shield brought out in defence of any argument against abortion; it’s played as a trump card, the ‘beats rock, paper and scissors’ of this moral minefield.
Here it is. The topic you probably wish I hadn't touched. Messy. Divisive. Emotionally loaded. When I was younger, abortion was quite an abstract word. Of course, I knew what it was, but it was vague. I knew little then about life in the womb and even less about what an abortion procedure really is. Once I got informed, my heart was changed for good.
Can you be a Christian and a feminist? (This question is aimed at Christians, by the way. Comments remotely resembling 'OMG the bible oppresses wOmeN!!111 trollolol' will probably be ignored). Anyway I'll leave you to make up your own mind after I tell you why I stopped calling myself a feminist.
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