I feel  .
Victims: Basics: Latest Plot Evil Archives Unholy Profile Diaryland Extras: 10 Things Diaryrings Fav. Entries Trading Card Contacts: Notes Guestbook My Creations: MAVO! Art & Comics Mambo Mania |
 10.21.04 - 11:31 pm As I reread my entries from long ago, I noticed something shocking! I never wrote down one of my favorite college stories- how I (mistakenly) laughed at an aborted baby! It's not like it sounds. First, I will admit that I am pretty impartial about abortion; I think it should be legal because women who don't want to have that baby will get it aborted, whether it's legal or not. And, sometimes I feel there are valid reasons for it. Just look at women who have found out through early checkups that their child has horrible defects. Or women whose lives would be in danger because of the pregnancy. Or victims of sex crimes. Not all people who have abortions are immoral, irresponsible women. With that said, I still think that a decent chunk of women who get abortions were just too fucking lazy to use birth control. Yet it is not my place to judge. I can only judge myself, so I try to be a good person. And a good person would not point at an aborted fetus, laugh, and say, "Haha, you got aborted!". So here's how my story went: At the college I attended, many religious groups would come on campus and cause big rukusses. Some groups verbally attacked the students, calling the women "sluts, whores, and sinners". My favorite group was a bunch of kindly older gentlemen who wore blue suit jackets and quietly handed out little green mini-bibles. I liked them; they were quite polite and cute in a "you remind me of my grandpa" way :) One group I wasn't aware of was an anti-abortion group, who one day descended out of the mountains (uh, or somewhere) onto the campus while I was in a geology class. After class, I came waltzing out of the geology building, and almost walked into a man about my age holding a huge sign with a picture of a bloody aborted baby on it. -Now I am a fan of bloody murder shows, and I think it may have influenced my reaction.- So BAM! This big bloody picture is directly in my face. Somehow I thought it was FAKE; thus a sick, twisted joke. Covering my mouth with one hand, and pointing a finger at the picture with the other, I quietly started to laugh. I was about to ask the guy what he was doing, hanging around campus with that sick poster, when I read the caption beneath the picture: I was mortified. I had just pointed and laughed at an aborted fetus in front of someone who held all human life sacred. My face felt like it was on fire, and my mouth turned cotton dry. I turned and walked away from the guy as quickly as I could!! ... So that's my story! Looking back, I don't think it quite registered with the guy what I was laughing at. At least I hope not. Otherwise, I will most likely be forever remembered by him as a sinner who thinks dead babies are funny. But my mistake sure made for a crazy story, didn't it? :-D Back & Forth Previous Adventures of Doom! Villains need to eat too (unless they are robots, of course). - 11.27.05 Tips for making laundry easy. - 11.23.05 Detroit museums and baklava. - 11.20.05 My affair with the Scotch Craft Stick. - 11.18.05 |
