I've seen the human byproducts of murder. Sweet baby Jeebus in Jersey don't suggest that offing a clump of cells in some woman's penis-receptacle is murder to me. Murder is a body stuffed full of explosives turned into a roadside bomb. Murder is a rifle bullet bouncing off a femur and ripping a man's chest in half. Murder is how brains smell when they're painting the inside of a truck cab after an ambush. Murder is strictly bipedal and insane-red and stinks like shit and makes damn sure you don't forget the taste.
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Abortion isn't murder. It's excising a fucking tumor. It's hitting the RESET button on her crotch. No way a man will ever be in charge of that option.
Unless, of course, we decide that we need every last fetus to survive. That's how men really stick it to women. By leaving them only ONE option.
Pro-Life: Leave no mistake behind.
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Meh, politics is something I should stay away from.
Honestly, I'm not smart enough for the topic.
I don't belong in this thread, anyway.
Sorry, Will.