A Matter of Convenience

I read the most repugnant letter in the National Post today.

Now, before I receive angry e-mails or posts, let me preface this blog entry by saying this person felt compelled to reveal the details of her private life by nothing more than her whims, whatever they may be. I, therefore, do not think too untoward to make a criticism about what was said. If she didn't want any criticism, she ought not to have written so frank a (self-serving, in my opinion) letter. I think it's only human that people internalise and even judge the actions of others, even if the judgment isn't always favourable. Maybe we shouldn't judge, but we do. And we do have every right to judge actions and words. Nevertheless, I do not advocate the throwing of stones- either literal or figurative- at this person. I do, however, think the matter should be discussed.

That being said...

The letter-writer, in as tart honesty as she can muster, admits her personal error- having "protected" sex and then aborting a baby who would otherwise have ruined her life (she says as much in the opening paragraph of her letter). In responding to a letter which states a pregnant woman should carry a fetus (it's always best to use a medical word in discussions like this because it creates a nice, cloudy distance) to term and then get sterilised, she doesn't see why anyone should make a decision like that. It's never dawned on her to refrain from sex if she didn't want to get pregnant, or that the fetus she aborted is any less human that her wanted children (whom she will one day tell how she proudly aborted their sibling so they could live "stable" lives), or that taxpayers, who may be opposed to her proud decision for any number of reasons, paid for it with their own money. It appears she doesn't get anything.

This is the crux of it. Is it possible that she really is that thoughtless and selfish that she can't see what she has said and done? I wouldn't be thanking God for abortions or being proud of having one or planning on telling any surviving children about such a thing. What is there to be proud of? I mean, really? The letter-writer is an embodiment of the "me culture"- an endemic parade of selfishness and thoughtlessness where one's own convenience, self-importance and sense of entitlement has superceded the medical community's duty to "do no harm", the taxpayer's right to opt out of objectionable wastes of hard-earned money, and even a child's right to live.

Have we come to the point where a man can clean out the family's bank account, a woman can drown her child in the tub, or a fanatic can explode himself, killing fifty other people simply because they want to?

I'm afraid we have.

A New Blog For a New Year

So late into the new year.

Never mind.

Here is the story so far...

Ezra Levant tries -as many a Canadian has done- convincing a bureaucrat that his rights supercede her right to be an annoying tool of the state (or Crown, for that matter).

Islamofascists continue being repulsive.

President Huckabee? The name alone sells it, I think.

Giuliani in. Giuliani out.

McCain is an iron man.

Iron Man!

There's some kind of football game or something.

That's about it, really.