Yes, I’m pro-life.
Pro the life of the woman making one of the hardest choices of her life.
The term “pro-life” goes beyond the realm of rhetoric and to the point of being an almost abusive attempt at manipulation. While the pro-life movement might frame the phrasing as a defense of an unborn child, it’s really more of an attack on the humanity of the women (and men) who do not share their religious beliefs. To be anything but pro-life is to be pro-death, and how much of a human can someone be who is pro-death?
Let’s call the “pro-life” movement what it is: part of a modern Crusade hell bent on enforcing their religion-based ethics upon everyone around them, non-believers included.
It’s really not all that different than Muslim terrorist groups trying to coerce innocent people to follow Sharia; in a way, it’s an era of Christian terrorism in America, except instead of suicide bombs their weapon is legislation.
Yes, there is blood in this Crusade.
According to the New York Times, in the wake of a wave of new religion-based anti-abortion laws, interest in home abortions are on the rise. “Over all, there were more than 700,000 Google searches looking into self-induced abortions in 2015,” they reported.
Picture a 15-year-old in Kansas crying as she unfolds a metal coat hangar.
Picture a 19-year-old in Alabama swallowing pills she bought illegally from an online “pharmacy” based in China.
Picture a broke 25-year-old in Utah with three kids already she can barely feed downing aspirin and laxatives like candy because she read somewhere it could induce a miscarriage.
According to the World Health Organization, 21.6 million women experience an unsafe abortion worldwide each year, with 47,000 women dying from them.
Unsafe abortion-related deaths leave 220,000 children around the world motherless, according to an article in the journal Obstetrics & Gynecology.
In America in the days before Roe, there were somewhere between 200,000 to 1.2 million unsafe abortions per year, according to the Huffington Post.
That, my friends, isn’t life.
Being so ego-maniacal as to devote yourself to enforcing Christian Sharia upon your neighbors is not to be pro anything at all, really.
Compassion, on the other hand, is a choice.
I have news for the pro-life movement that might surprise them: I, a “pro-choice” person, believe in God. My God is beautiful. My God is powerful. My God is the fountain of all empathy. My God understands this world is complicated and that He made it imperfect. My God trusts the instincts He laced into the brains and hearts of Woman, his most sublime creation.
Since using the phrase “pro-life” in-and-of-itself is to cast a religion-based judgment–and last I checked, none of us are God, thus none of us are equipped to make that call–let’s consider some alternatives.
Or how about Anti-Religious-Freedom.
Or maybe Pro-Punishing-the-Poor, because in the states where abortion is essentially illegal the lengths women have to go to get an abortion–legal or otherwise–are purely punitive.
I think we can do better than pro-choice, too, while we’re at it. (Because Pepsi or Coke is a choice; this is something far greater.)
Let’s keep it simple.
How about Pro-Mother?