Abortion is not a dirty word and
Planned Parenthood isn’t a McDonald’s and the GOP can go F**K itself
By Helen Philpot
Charlestown State Rep. Blake "Flip" Filippi is one of those Helen is talking about |
And one thing for damn sure a man
knows nothing about is what’s in a woman’s mind and heart when she is making a
decision about whether or not to terminate a pregnancy.
It’s called an abortion. It’s not a
dirty word. It’s legal. It’s a woman’s right. It’s personal. A woman can choose
to have one or not.
And damn it, there is no such thing
as a post-birth abortion unless you’re talking about the death penalty (which
is a whole nother GOP lie).
The fact that the GOP has a talking
point about post-birth abortions tells you all you need to know about how
stupid the GOP is and how stupid they think voters are. If you can’t make your
case with the truth then do you really have a case?
There is indeed something called a late-term abortion. It’s not pretty. It’s not happy. It’s usually the last choice, but it is a choice a woman sometimes makes.
And if you knew anything about why a
woman might have to make that choice, you would be questioning your faith in
God before you would be questioning the choice of that woman.
Contrary to what our asshat of a
President and his confederacy of dunces think, women don’t pull up to a Planned
Parenthood and order up an abortion like it’s a Big Mac.
No one at Planned Parenthood takes
our request for a pregnancy test and tries to upsize us to an abortion and some
fries. Women make this decision with a great deal of thought, prayer and
consultation with our loved ones and our doctors.
I am an old woman. I don’t like the
f-word. I didn’t use that word until the orange asshat arrived. But on this
topic, you bet your sweet ass I’ll use it. FUCK YOU GOP for continuing to
politicize this deeply personal decision that should be left between a woman
and her doctor.
Get your lies out of our government
and get your politics out of our vaginas. And while you are at it, why don’t
you get those children at the border out of those cages. I mean it. Really.