I have a couple of t-shirts I only wear in specific contexts. One is a Christian Style Hawaii t-shirt which I only wear to church functions because I know how I feel about people who wave their Christianity in my face, and I prefer not to do the same to others. The other is a Hell’s Mensan t-shirt which I wear only to Mensa events and the odd SCA event (and how I wound up wearing it to Evensong is a long story! :o). I like both shirts and I enjoy wearing them in the right contexts. As I said earlier, I could see buying such a shirt and only wearing it in certain contexts, probably pro-choice rallies. I would also probably either change on site or wear something over it while I was travelling for the same reason I don’t travel to SCA events in full medieval garb.
As for how offensive it is, it wasn’t that long ago that the t-shirt I mentioned earlier, the one which read, “Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not.” would have been regarded as just as crude and offensive as one which read “I like sucking my boyfriend’s cock” or “I like eating my girlfriend’s pussy.” It hasn’t been that long since a friend of mine was accused of flaunting his homosexuality because he kept a photo of his male partner on his desk, much like a heterosexual might keep a copy of his wife on his desk.
As someone who is firmly, passionately pro-choice, I do feel like we’re demonized by the anti-abortionists. Just look at some of the things Abbie Carmichael has posted or some of the sentiments on the website Lynn Bodoni linked to. For that matter, as someone who has clinical depression and tries to help others who suffer from it, the sentiments Muad Dib expressed were, in my arrogant opinion, extremely cruel. I would love to see a day when there are no more abortions. I’d love to see a day when adoption is the norm, rather than abortion. I’m also aware that reality intervenes.
If I get pregnant, I’m in trouble. You see, my job offers only unpaid maternity leave. From what little I’ve know, I’d need at least a month off to give birth and recover from it, and that’s assuming everything goes well which, at my age, isn’t a given. I do not have enough money to go without pay for a month. Maybe that’s irresponsible of me, but when I took this job, it was the best I could find before my unemployment ran out. I wish it was a better and higher paying one myself, but if I held out for such a job, given the state of the tech field at the time, I might well have wound up like some folks who’ve waited 2 and 3 years to find a new job. I wouldn’t do that to my creditors or my landlord. There’s also a rather high likelihood that any child I bore would be handicapped. Handicapped kids, I’m afraid, aren’t at the top of the list of kids people want to adopt. Throw in a couple of other factors, and I consider having an abortion a more responsible act than carrying a child to term. Of course, I consider the most responsible act to be taking steps to make sure I don’t wind up pregnant in the first place, but even abstinence isn’t foolproof if a woman is unfortunate enough to be raped. If that makes me an evil, baby-murdering demon as some of the pro-life movement would make me out to be, so be it. I’ve been called worse.
I’m a human being. I’m both a devout Christian and a Hell’s Mensan. I’ve literally gone from singing beautiful, 8 part counterpoint in Latin to give glory to God to running around with a fencing sword trying to kill people. The luck of the genetic draw gave me a brain, but it also gave me a body which is capable of giving and receiving intense sexual pleasure and I enjoy doing so in the right context. I’m not good with kids, whether it’s due to some old scars, a basic lack of maternal instinct, or both. On the other hand, I seem to have done all right with the odd teenager or two (OK, the very odd!), and you should see me dealing with the animals at the shelter I volunteer at. If I found out I were pregnant tomorrow, I would have an abortion, even though I consider it wrong. I might regret not taking adequate precautions to avoid becoming pregnant, but, I doubt I’d regret the act which led to me becoming pregnant and you’d better believe I’d have discussed such matters with the gentleman responsible for part of the situation before having sex with him. On the other hand, I’ve danced with a fellow who’s offered to do more than dance with me, demonstrated his interest, and I’ve been acutely aware that I’d have a very good time. He was tempting, and I can’t blame others for yielding to such a temptation. I refuse to accept the characterization that any woman who’s had or considered having an abortion is an immoral, skanky, slut, and I’d wear that t-shirt to try to get someone to see past that characterization, just as I’ve asked people on this board who’ve said abortion should be illegal when the life of a woman is at stake if I should die, too, then.
As I’ve said before, I’d love to see a day when no woman ever has an abortion, just as I’d love to see a day when no couple ever needs to have a divorce. Until that halcyon day, I will continue to fight to keep it safe and legal. If wearing a t-shirt will help, I’ll do it. In the meantime, I believe an old friend who started bunking with me after his wife left him is waking up.
Respectfully,
CJ