The abortion issue really comes down to: who gets to decide if you get to live or not? Society? Your mom? You?
Remember, our Declaration of Independence declares the right to life to be “self-evident” ie, so obvious that it doesn’t even need to be justified. The only exceptions historically given have been for grand treason and murderers, both of whom were deemed incredibly harmful to society.
Now look inside your heart and ask yourself this question: Does that little, innocent baby inside that troubled mother deserve basic human rights? Is she such a threat to our society that she deserve to be treated like a terrorist or murderer?
I can tell you that the babies who have survived botched abortion procedures certainly do not feel that they should have be terminated. For example, this woman:
Or this one:
Adult children of gay couples were two to four times as likely to be on public assistance, more than twice as likely to be unemployed and more than twice as likely to have contemplated suicide.
A good article that, without putting down homosexuality or gay unions, or mentioning of God or morals, gives a compelling argument for why marriage should retain its “traditional” definition.
My Godfather was a bachelor who lived in a small cottage in East Melbourne. We called him Uncle Ernest but he was actually my grandfather’s brother and technically my mother’s uncle. He came once a week to dinner at our house and was an important influence on my development. Although my parents were by no means uncultured, he brought something extra into my life in terms of a respect for the arts and the value of refinement and taste. He was for me a model of elegance and urbanity and, most important of all, gave me a sense of style. I still remember when he took me to my first Shakespeare play in the city, performed by the visiting Old Vic Company. I believe he had a similar positive influence on some of my cousins. Continue reading