Texas gubernatorial candidate Wendy Davis recently revealed that she’d had two abortions in the past — both for medical reasons, and both heartbreaking. But without a man to verify that the abortions actually happened, how can the public be sure? Thank goodness intrepid boy detective and National Review Online contributor Dustin Siggins is on the case!
What gives them the right? What gives these pignutted maggot-riddled sewer crawlers the right to question any woman’s medical history, particularly such a painful one? Would this grunting, strutting, anus-picking parody of a writer have dared to ask any male candidate/ autobiographer if he had sired any out-of-wedlock progeny or paid a woman to have an abortion? Would he have taken counsel of the local psyocibin tripper or hookah-smoking caterpillar for similarly accurate Timothy Leary factoids on the health needs of male procreation gone wrong?
This Neanderthal’s article and methods alike are obscene. He rubs up against a spokesquisling from Texas Right to Life for his “facts,” and demands medical records of Davis’s campaign—documents that aren’t even available to her former spouse, let alone campaign folk or manure-grubbing online yapturds.
And Horne of Texas Right to Life is working for the wrong outfit, since she doesn’t appear to know that her “4% of abortions concerning physical health” includes Davis’s ectopic pregnancy, one of which occurs in 19.7 per 1,000 pregnancies (Josie L. Tenore, M.D.’s 2/2000 article in American Family Physician; <http://www.aafp.org/afp/2000/0215/p1080.html>) or 1 in 100 pregnancies (Patient UK webpage <http://www.patient.co.uk/health/ectopic-pregnancy-leaflet#>). Horne’s out-of-her-ass figures don’t even cover the life-threatening ectopic pregnancy alone.
How long will American women and even decent American men swallow this swill? How long will they let these hedge-crawling mawworms dictate our national discourse? When will we make it clear to these scandal suckers that we will not tolerate this kind of treatment of women, no matter what their field—whether it is politics, film, diplomacy, secretarial work, or sales?
We sit by and watch these parasites sell women as sexual objects, the deserving victims of violence, the careless destroyers of lives, and the two-faced peddlers of sin. It’s been happening on the campaign trail, in elevators, online, on the street, in homes, on television. When is this going to stop? Women of color, poor women, working women, little girls, grown women, mothers, grandmothers, daughters, middle class women, students, film stars, politicians, heads of state, singers, secretaries, waitresses, maids, nannies, white women, women on buses, women on their way home, women in bars, women on stage, women at home. None of our bodies are safe. None of our thoughts or utterances are respected. None of our works are given parity with even lesser works by men.
When does it stop? We do we stop being other? When do we stop fighting each other? When do we stop being separate, secondary, lower, different, disregarded, disgusting, contemptible, useless, throwaway?
Reblogged for rage.