conuly

( Aren't they cute? )

Taken from kiji_kat

I'm often told how important it is to "support all women's choices".

Well, I don't. I actively disagree with the choice some women make to have abortions, and the choice other women make to not have abortions, and the choice other women make to undergo fertility treatment, and... well, I disgree with a lot of things.

It's not my job in life to validate your choices.

However, it's also not my job in life to make those choices for you, or to prevent you from making the choices you think are right with your life. I might think they're the wrong ones (and I may or may not be right in thinking that), but it's really not my problem or my concern.

And it's not my job to tell you that you're wrong to do what you're doing. (Unless you ask for advice. Don't ever ask me for advice unless you really want advice. I actually give advice when asked even if it's not the advice you want. If you want validation, and you're not sure I agree with you, just ask somebody else.) If you're doing something I disagree with, I can do this nifty thing called keeping quiet.

Basically, I may not agree with some, many, or any of the choices you make, but I will defend to the death your right to make them. Have one, ten, a hundred abortions. I don't care. Abort kids for possibly being blue-eyed, or girls, or whatever criteria you want to use. I won't stop you. Have two, five, twenty kids. Not my concern.

Because, honestly, it's not my business, and I don't want it to be. Life is slightly easier now that I'm not butting in quite so much.


(On another, more humorous note, for people who randomly declare that "[My} Mother Was Pro-Life!!!" - she's not. And during her third pregnancy, she planned for an abortion. She didn't go through with it, though. Instead, a miracle happened...

She had a spontaneous miscarriage with apparently no physical problems, and so saved herself the trouble and cost of having an abortion, which, given that money was tight, was really fortuitous. Ain't life grand?)

Taken most recently from trollprincess:

The object of the game is to stump the person writing the journal. I've been writing in my LiveJournal since who the hell knows when, and can't possibly remember all the topics I've talked about in that time. Your job, if you choose to accept it, is to go into the archives of my journal and pull out a random quote, only from public posts, and then my job will be to see if I can remember what I was talking about.

I promise not to cheat, but you will have to just trust me on that.

You tell me if I'm remotely right or wrong. Please don't pick a quote that's so random that it could apply to anything, like "feh" or "Damn it!" or something equally general. Pick something that might actually be about something.

Modification of the rules:

1. If you like, you can link to the entry in question when you post your comment. I promise not to click until after I've guessed.
2. If I can't tell where it's from, I reserve the right to make up a completely asinine fakepost involving the quote.
2a. Or I might just sit and pout.
3. If an entry seems personal, just not locked, please use your best judgment. I reserve the right to screen comments if they inadvertantly quote an entry that we should just pretend is locked, for the time being. None of them *should* be unlocked that ought to be locked, but a few of the older ones might be anyway.

Edit: Corrected spelling of LiveJournal. One word, capital L, capital J.