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So.  I just read an article on Huffington Post about a new abortion bill.  It might be more accurate to say that it's anti-abortion bill, but that's really just a minor detail.  The bill is about abortion.  From what I gathered in the article (here), the bill would make abortions illegal except in cases of incest and 'forcible rape' whatever that means.  It seems no one is sure.

So maybe I'm a feminist.  In fact, I'm sure I am, and by feminist I mean "Hey! I'm a woman.  I am also a person.  Deal with it and get your overly religious b.s. out of my life!" because most people who advocate abortions, most but not all, are very religious.  I find this incredibly offensive.  I mean, I really don't care what you believe.  Just don't force it down my throat.  This abortion bill is absolutely attempting to force religion down my throat.  It needs to stop.

One day I'll right a more substantial post about religion and those who shout loudly about theirs.  It might even be a series of posts, I don't know.

And the whole Right to Life vs. Right of Choice debate is, in my opinion, pointless.  No one likes abortions; I just want to be able to decide how my life is going to go.  I don't think that's too much to ask.  And doesn't it make sense to concentrate on the people who are alive now rather than pour a bunch of money into a system that is flawed at best?  Because, really, has anyone who supports that plan ever talked to a teenager?  No?  That's all right, they do what they're told all the time.  Really.  And when their Health Teacher says "abstain!" they will!  Don't worry about it!  They only teens who are getting pregnant are the sluts!  Everything's fine!  ...  I'm pretty sure someone said something similar just before the Stock Market crashed.  So yeah.  It's all good.

I like to think of myself as a pretty easy going person.  I like to think I'm kind.  I probably am, but after reading the two articles above, all I wanted to do was go to D.C., find the people who signed this bill and shout abuse at them.  It might not accomplish much, but it would make me feel better.  Quite a bit better, if I'm being perfectly honest.

Because, really, what does anyone in Congress know about me?  Do they know my hopes and dreams, do they know where I'm from, what I've been through?  Do they know my name?

I'm gonna go with no to all of the above.

So what right do they have to tell me what I should do?

Just the fact that bills like this are considered makes me despair.  It's almost as if the people who support it think that I'm less of a person because I'm a woman.  It's like they believe women are somehow less because they aren't men, and really, how the hell does that make any sort of sense?
I am a person, and you can just deal with it.

And Mr. White-Religious-Man in Congress?  You can shut up.