Dear Rabid Pro-Lifers,
Seems like there’s been an onslaught of “pro-life” legislation sweeping through America lately, not to mention even more folks turning to violence in the name of protecting “precious life.” And as a result of all this hardcore aggression, we’ve become confused.
Now we’re young and, as a result, a bit naive about such volatile subjects as abortion, but what the heck gives? Some of you more “passionate” types are really intent on making sure every pregnant woman gives birth, regardless of what may be best for the mom in question – with the belief being that every single life is truly sacred.
Yet we’ve been told by Our Father that in spite of the rah-rah / borderline psychotic support you show for those first few trimesters, you then seem to have no problem with lives in their 66th trimesters being sent off to war, or you appear apathetic about lives in their 139th trimesters starving because they lost their jobs due to other people using banks and Ponzi-schemes to rob them blind. You also seem less-than-concerned with the abuse that gray-haired lives in their 243rd trimesters often face by their so-called care-givers.
All we can deduce from this absolute lack of consistency on your part is that it really is all in the timing. So, given this hard fact of life, we’ve decided to finally speak up and demand that you “pro”-life fellas actually become pro-life for the vast, vast majority of our entire lives. Seems like it’s the fair and reasonable thing to do, don’t you think?
Okay, that’s enough for now. Thanks for greens, the vitamins, and the skipping of wine when offered. And by all means keep pumping in the classical music – we love that shit!
See ya soon,