pesky’apostrophe: always better than an unexpected period.
I’m glad to see that my vagina, uterus, and fallopian tubes are the focus of everyone’s attention in the country. Well, not my vagina, uterus, and fallopian tubes, in particular – the vagina, uterus, and fallopian tubes of every woman in the country. You know, because that’s all we are: incubators for the next generation. Well, and the only correct place for a man to stuff his dick.
Here’s a tip, douchebags: I’m smart enough to make my own medical decisions and I have enough rational thought going on to determine whether or not I want to have children…all by my little itty bitty self. I’m responsible enough to take precautions not to get pregnant [if those big, strong pharmacists will allow little ol’ me access to my birth control pills], but mistakes happen and rapes happen…and I’m smart [despite the efforts of politicians in this country to dumb down sex ed to the point of idiocy] enough to take precautions in emergency situations to prevent pregnancy [if those big, strong politicians will allow little ol’ me to have access to the morning after pill]. In the event that I do get pregnant [possibly because I don’t have access to birth control], I don’t want to bring a child into this world that I’m not equipped to care for and that is unwanted and, thanks to adoption in the U.S. being really difficult, would likely end up in the flawed foster care system should I give it up for adoption, I’m lucky enough that abortion is legal in the U.S. [unless those big, strapping politicians and holier-than-thou types decide it would be better for little ol’ me to have an illegal abortion performed in unsterile conditions by some guy with a dirty knife].
What Mac says!
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