The Way We Talk about Abortion
You might not know this, but abortions are more popular than iPhones. Across the country women are lining up outside clinics hoping for a chance to terminate their pregnancy. Unscrupulous health care providers are offering punch cards to customers in the hope of repeat business. Buy nine and the tenth is on us! Gone is the secret shame and guilt of sneaking into a clinic under the cover of a hoodie. The scene is more carnival like with women hammering away at baby shaped piñatas in the parking lot while nurses armed with t-shirt cannons blast free swag into the crowd.
Indeed, women are no longer fearful of publicly expressing their innate desire to end life. Some sport tattoos that resemble “no smoking” signs except the cigarette has been replaced by a baby. This disdain for procreation extends beyond the walls of an abortion provider. Reports of deranged women pushing small children into traffic or screaming threats at a pregnant women’s expectant bellies are on the rise.

Clinics have responded to the increased demand by trying to create an “experience.” Gone are the drab grey walls, heinous gowns and overall sterile feeling. Women wanted a more pleasant abortion, a way to relax and unwind. Several facilities installed miniature nail salons inside examination rooms. Patients could choose to get a “mani-pedi-aborti” because there’s nothing better than getting your toes done while having an invasive medical procedure.
The trend has extended beyond the healthcare industry. The state of California declared December “National Kick a Baby in the Face” month. DC Films announced the latest installment of the Wonder Woman franchise will pit Diana Prince against her most nefarious foe — motherhood. Coffee giant Starbucks recently launched a jobs program solely for atheist vegan women who work outside the home and who have had an abortion.
Planned Parenthood is booming. They’ve expanded locations to now include every town and city in America. They hold annual parades down Main Street where they toss condoms and birth control pills from atop vagina shaped floats. States across the US handed over control of sex education to the organization. Gone is the wholesome, fully clothed dry hump, let’s cross our fingers and hope it works abstinence only approach. Women are now encouraged to have sex, so much sex, dirty, mutually fulfilling and consequence free sex.
And the men, the poor suffering men. Sure, they love the boobies but objectification without power is a real bummer. The female body once belonged to them. This loss of control over someone else’s agency has hit men hard. The testicles of every full-throated American man simultaneously fell off in a phenomena that has the medical community baffled. Men the country over have taken to reading feminist literary criticism. Worse, they no longer care about football and choose to spend their weekends antiquing.
I’ve seen all of this with my own two eyes on Alex Jones’ program.
