Sunday, June 20, 2010

Being for Universal Health Care and Pro-life go hand in hand

I hear the argument against Pro-life, I do, I ~really~ do. There are valid points there. I just don't agree with them. I will never, however, call Pro-choice, "Pro-abortion." I hate when people call it that. That's like saying people who are Pro-Capital punishment are really "Pro-chopping people's heads off." It's not the same thing. People who are pro-choice do not ~love~ abortion. They don't point and laugh at life-less fetuses. Please stop depicting them as these horrendous sociopathic monsters that kill babies for sport.

Also, please stop putting giant pictures of dead babies along the highway. You know those pictures on the billboards? Yeah, those aren't healthy pregnancy like they appear, they are DEAD. BABIES. It is impossible to take a picture like that without killing the fetus. So... apparently those organizations are against abortion, but they're ok with exploiting one for their benefit.

Now, on to the point of my rant:

I believe that everyone, under the human-code (as I'll call it), who is better off than someone else, owes it--to their conscience if nothing else--to help that person, and even the playing field. I believe that every person in the world should work just as hard to reach their dreams, and if some are luckier than others in doing so, they should help those that weren't. It's like... all of humanity is trapped in a hole. After years of everyone trying to climb the walls on their own, we realize we have to work together. So, we help each other, we lift the next man on our shoulders, hoping that when he gets out, he'll pull us up too. When you make it out of the hole, what do you do? Do you turn around and give the next guy a hand? or do you and the few other escapees decide that since it's impossible for the rest of humanity to get out with out you, you'll just "forget" to help the next guy, and enjoy your luxury. Because, after all, why would you want to share your freedom? You wouldn't want to share all this new land with the rest of your species... in fact, you'd rather spend your time building a tower to get even higher, who cares about the people in the hole. You have rivals now. And while the rest of us are cramped and starving, you and your co-escapees are competing to see who can get the furthest from the hole. Fuck you.

Every person should help every other person. National pride is selfishness in disguise, a really bad disguise. Like the kid you knew in grade school who wore a trash-bag for halloween and said he was a ghost because his parents couldn't afford a costume.

Ok, now... that being said.

Everyone who earns more, owes more. Little Suzie can't go to college because she can't afford it, so she gets a shitty job and has a kid who can't go to college. You went to college, worked hard and got a great job, where you work hard, and make a lot of money. Suzie's job isn't very hard. She didn't have to work hard to get there. But let me tell you something, you selfish capitalist jerk, Suzie works harder than you could POSSIBLY immagine. She has a beautiful little girl, and she doesn't see that girl as much as she'd like because she's at work trying to support--we'll call her Lily-- Lily. Suzie has a thousand dreams for Lily, and cries EVERY NIGHT because she knows she can't make them happen. She works 5 days a week, and Lily's dad gets her on the weekends. So Lily grows up and resents her mom. She resents her because she can't buy her the cool things her friends have. She resents her for being divorced, and always bringing boyfriends to the house. But most of all she resents her because she isn't there. She's at work... all the time. So Lily grows up, and makes bad choices, bad friends, and bad grades. Lily never sets any goals for herself because she believes she can't meet them. Then she has a daughter, and this little angel fills Lily's heart with hopes and dreams that this little girl's life will be different. And she cries EVERY NIGHT, because she knows it wont be. Cycles like this SHOULD NOT EXIST! The story should go more like this: Suzie can't go to college because she can't afford it, so she gets a shitty job and has a kid who can't afford to go to college. You went to college, worked hard and got a great job, where you work hard, and make a lot of money, some of which you give to Suzie's daughter so that she too can go to college, work hard and get a great job, and meet a great guy, who makes a great husband and a great father, and they have a loving daughter, who they can afford to put through college, and THEY TOO give money to less fortunate families so that EVERY ONE CAN GO TO COLLEGE.

Ok. Now, it's not so much to ask that someone give up some of their earnings to help someone else have a good life right?
So, why is it so much to ask that a woman give up 9 months of a flat stomach to give someone else a chance at life?
One is giving someone money so they can have a chance, the other is giving life. Honestly, I think the latter is even more...humane.

If the system worked the way I wish it did, money wouldn't be an issue with having a child. And if you couldn't raise the child, there would be a loving family just waiting to welcome them into their world.


If you are rich, and want to have a child. ADOPT ONE. Stop contributing to over-population. If you can afford to adopt, and meet their ridiculous requirements (which I think should be changed) DO IT.

I plan on adopting a child someday. I can't really have a child of my own though, so I guess that's why the choice is easy for me (because there isn't a choice). That's why I hate the idea of abortion. I would love your baby. So many women like me would love your baby. I think the standards for adopting should be lower. I'm not saying I want a baby right now, but... if my boyfriend and I would like a child, and we're both employed full-time (or at least one is full-time), who cares if we own a home, or are paying student loans off, or don't make a ton of money? Families work through it. Are you really saying that a life in a orphanage is better?

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