Looking at pictures of abortion is very difficult. It stirs up emotions of rage and sadness within me, swirling them in a whirlpool of powerful feelings. I look at them because every time I hear of excuses and stories that try to justify such a thing, I know I need to remind myself that it is the murder of an innocent. I look at the dismembered arms and legs, the beheaded heads and juicerated parts to vex myself that I may not start thinking like most of secular world does on this very issue.
But there is another thing to all of this. Abortion is very preventable, even in a society that permits it, and even in a culture that makes such evil a virtue. How, you say? Simple. Keep your damn pants on. Don't unzip or unbutton your jeans. Keep that skirt down and don't lift it up. Men, exercise self-control and keep that damn pecker of yours in those cheap pants you bought!!
I'm tired of hearing sob story after sob story of women who were devastated by having killed their babies. I roll my eyes every time I read accounts of men who state that they "had no decision" regarding the life of their unborn child. As a consolation of sorts, they write poems about their unborn child, they sing songs and then go on the Internet to let it off their chests.
Men, you most certainly DID have control over the whole thing. Keep your damn penises in your pants. Don't stick your penises in some woman who isn't your wife! For those of you men who have gone through the experience of having your child aborted, I am by no means belittling what has happened to your child, or you. However, I must say that if you did not want that kind of thing to happen, if you wanted to raise that child that was aborted, then you should have done the right thing, got married, and then consummate your relationship! So many of you ignore the fact that you have all the control BEFORE she got pregnant and decided suddenly on murdering your kid! Keep your damn peckers in your pants!!
What is so difficult about not letting your little pet snake out to play? C'mon now, I've had finals in college that were many, many more times difficult than keeping your zipper closed or your buttons locked together. Try not to play the blame game here and say things like, "Damn feminists killed my baby!" or "She never let me make the decisions.." Once you ejaculate into a woman's vagina, your decision has been made BY YOU!! You don't even have to be a religious fanatic or Christian zealot to know that if you don't have sex, then you don't get a woman pregnant, and if you don't impregnate a woman then there is no chance for an abortion. Abortion has become an American holocaust. Sadly, it is one of the most preventable tragedies in the world.
I'm speaking to the men because they're supposed to be the leaders in a relationship. They're supposed to be responsible, take care of their loved ones and those who trust them. Your future sons and daughters are trusting that you will make the right decisions in their best interests. Not act as if every day is mating season and screw like rabbits till you're blue in the face, then try and make sure your child doesn't even reach nine months! Please cut out the songs, stop the tears, cut the crap out! You all should be cutting your baby's umbilical cord, not snuffing out their life!
But there is another thing to all of this. Abortion is very preventable, even in a society that permits it, and even in a culture that makes such evil a virtue. How, you say? Simple. Keep your damn pants on. Don't unzip or unbutton your jeans. Keep that skirt down and don't lift it up. Men, exercise self-control and keep that damn pecker of yours in those cheap pants you bought!!
I'm tired of hearing sob story after sob story of women who were devastated by having killed their babies. I roll my eyes every time I read accounts of men who state that they "had no decision" regarding the life of their unborn child. As a consolation of sorts, they write poems about their unborn child, they sing songs and then go on the Internet to let it off their chests.
Men, you most certainly DID have control over the whole thing. Keep your damn penises in your pants. Don't stick your penises in some woman who isn't your wife! For those of you men who have gone through the experience of having your child aborted, I am by no means belittling what has happened to your child, or you. However, I must say that if you did not want that kind of thing to happen, if you wanted to raise that child that was aborted, then you should have done the right thing, got married, and then consummate your relationship! So many of you ignore the fact that you have all the control BEFORE she got pregnant and decided suddenly on murdering your kid! Keep your damn peckers in your pants!!
What is so difficult about not letting your little pet snake out to play? C'mon now, I've had finals in college that were many, many more times difficult than keeping your zipper closed or your buttons locked together. Try not to play the blame game here and say things like, "Damn feminists killed my baby!" or "She never let me make the decisions.." Once you ejaculate into a woman's vagina, your decision has been made BY YOU!! You don't even have to be a religious fanatic or Christian zealot to know that if you don't have sex, then you don't get a woman pregnant, and if you don't impregnate a woman then there is no chance for an abortion. Abortion has become an American holocaust. Sadly, it is one of the most preventable tragedies in the world.
I'm speaking to the men because they're supposed to be the leaders in a relationship. They're supposed to be responsible, take care of their loved ones and those who trust them. Your future sons and daughters are trusting that you will make the right decisions in their best interests. Not act as if every day is mating season and screw like rabbits till you're blue in the face, then try and make sure your child doesn't even reach nine months! Please cut out the songs, stop the tears, cut the crap out! You all should be cutting your baby's umbilical cord, not snuffing out their life!
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