POLITICS|CULTURE|RELIGION
An Open Letter to Those Who Want to Mind My Lady Parts
Ya’ll (you all) need to learn how to keep your laws to yourselves
Dear Those Who Want Stricter Laws That Restrict Reproductive Rights,
(((deep breath)))
Yesterday, I had a wonderful conversation with one of the few family members to whom I am close. She’s 28 years old and is contemplating when she will stop taking her birth control pills.
Her doctor recently told her that she is in an optimal state of health and she is eager to start a family.
The only thing holding her back is the fact that the housing market favors sellers more than buyers these days and she’d ideally like to have her home already bought before bringing a baby into the world.
Is that so wrong?
Of course not.
However, do you realize that every time you vote against, protest against, or close a Planned Parenthood facility, you make something as simple as gynecological visits and access to affordable birth control harder?
For far too long, I was part of the American population without any health insurance.
Fortunately, I’ve been in pretty good health throughout my life and have had no serious illnesses or conditions arise.
I’ve had enough friends, especially women, who weren’t so lucky.
I am so grateful that, for some reason, I made my reproductive health a top priority throughout my life and have regularly gone to an OB/GYN- oftentimes at Planned Parenthood for check-ups, as well birth control.
The staff at various clinics have been extremely kind and supportive for more than 2 decades.
Do you know what the hardest part has been?
Driving up to a facility and seeing and/or hearing the people who take it upon themselves to protest the clinic and the services it provides, such as abortion.
It is your right, but that doesn’t make it right.
One summer afternoon, I was inside 30th Street Station, a cavernous and beautiful train station near the Art Museum in Philadelphia, talking to a representative from Planned Parenthood about donating to their organization.
All of sudden, a young guy walked by me and whispered in my ear (like a Slytherin), “Murderer!” and continued to circle about us like a shark.
He chose the WRONG person to try to intimidate!
I took the representative’s information because I planned to donate, spun around on my heels and gave that dude an EARFUL without a care in the world as to who heard me.
I’d read about protestors going that far, but it was the first and only time I’ve experienced it.
It made my heart bleed for all of the women who aren’t nearly as strong-willed and head-strong as I am.
The issue of abortion is clearly a big one, but let’s read the name of one of the biggest facilities in America again:
PLANNED Parenthood.
It means that a degree of PLANNING can, and probably SHOULD be done when it comes to PARENTHOOD!
Biology does NOT make you suitable to be a parent.
Overpopulation is real!
A new report by a group of Australian researchers identifies the ten most catastrophic threats to human survival, including overpopulation, climate change, biodiversity loss, and pandemics, and calls for urgent global action.
Why make it harder than it already is to make a basic level of reproductive planning and care more accessible?
If you’re thinking about “God’s plan”, please keep one of my favorite stories in mind when it comes to “help from God”.
A fellow was stuck on his rooftop in a flood. He was praying to God for help.
Soon a man in a rowboat came by and shouted to the man on the roof: “Jump in. I can save you.”
The stranded fellow shouted back: “No, it’s okay. I’m praying to God, and he is going to save me.”
So the rowboat went on.
Then a motorboat came by, and the person in the motorboat shouted: “Jump in. I can save you.”
To this, the stranded man said: “No thanks. I’m praying to God, and he is going to save me. I have faith.”
So the motorboat went on.
Then a helicopter came by, and the pilot shouted down: “Grab this rope, and I will lift you to safety.”
To this, the stranded man again replied: “No thanks. I’m praying to God, and he is going to save me. I have faith.”
So the helicopter pilot reluctantly flew away.
Soon the water rose above the rooftop, and the man drowned. When he arrived in heaven and finally got his chance to discuss this whole situation with God, he exclaimed: “I had faith in you, but you didn’t save me. You let me drown. I don’t understand why!”
To this, God replied: “I sent you a rowboat and a motorboat and a helicopter. What more did you expect?”
Food for thought.
Critically Yours,
KL Simmons
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