This week has taught me that ambivalence about terminating a pregnancy is far preferable to the disgusting trend of celebrating not just the right to have an abortion, but the act itself.
As we mark the 45th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, some of the more unabashed advocates of abortion have started to tell women that they must come out of the shadows and abandon their shame. Bust magazine profiled several women who sported their abortions like badges of honor. The women were photographed wearing shirts that said things like “Abortion is normal” and “Everyone I know had an abortion” and the most offensive one of all, “Abortion is Pro Life.” I stared in open-mouthed horror at the brazen way these women were flaunting the fact that they had terminated their pregnancies — as I see it, killed their babies — as if this were something to be listed on their resumés.
Give me a conflicted pro-choice woman who has the good grace to feel shame and regret over her decision to terminate the life of her child. I can stomach that better than this ghoulish display of girl power.
But before I’d had a moment to recover from that obscenity, I saw a tweet from Planned Parenthood Keystone, a local chapter of the national abortion provider that promoted the idea that we needed Disney princesses who’d had a D&C somewhere in the castle. You won’t find the tweet on their website any longer since they deleted it, but the internet has a ferocious and unforgiving memory. Here’s a screenshot:
Mere moments after it was posted, the tweet had become viral in the purest sense of the word: “contagion, infection, moulds and bacteria.”
Why does every sweet thing attached to childhood have to come with an adult political message that can be shoved down the tiny throats of our kids?
The tweet was so reprehensible that I found myself wondering: What’s next?
Since we are smack-dab in the middle of the #MeToo moment, will Snow White, who was kissed while sleeping and without her permission, file date-rape charges against Prince Charming? This will show little girls that even if the guy thinks you’ve consented, notwithstanding the fact that you’re completely nonresponsive because you willingly ate that apple, it’s totally not your fault.
Or to explain the concept of transgenderism, will we point to Ariel, who started out life conflicted over her true identity and eventually learns to, um, stand on her own legs and stop floundering?
To teach our daughters that gender stereotypes are wrong, will we can point to Cinderella’s fella, who isn’t ashamed to run around the kingdom with a designer pump in one hand and a measuring tape in the other? Just fabulous.
Even some abortion-rights supporters condemned the tweet and its repellent implications, including pro-choice women friends of mine who posted on Facebook that they were ashamed.
But I have the sense that many were more interested in doing damage control than horrified by the idea that sweet little cartoon characters could promote abortion to 8-year-old kids. They must have seen how truly horrific it is to suggest that a Disney princess should have an abortion. The Disney royals are not even supposed to be having sex, for Walt’s sake!
Planned Parenthood and other abortion-rights organizations have been marginally successful in repackaging themselves as a movement that cares about the health and welfare of women. They’re all about “reproductive health care” and have abandoned the “get your rosaries off my ovaries” shtick. It’s clever, and you have to admire the PR spin they’ve been able to give to a process that ends in a stolen life.
Maya Angelou once wrote, “When someone tells you who they are, believe them.”
That’s exactly what Planned Parenthood Keystone did with their obnoxious tweet. It gave us a fleeting and unintentional glimpse behind the conventionally bland mask, and revealed a horrible truth: The crusade to normalize the killing of unborn children is as strong as ever. In a way, I almost have to thank them for reminding us what they’re really about.