Morning-After Thoughts

Morning-After Thoughts

Right on the front page of the Ledger,in a little spot on the bottom left, is a story about the possibility that Mr. Bush and our lawmakers might back down and allow the morning-after pill to be sold over the counter – the debate right now, it seems, is over the age restriction clause.  The folks still grasping at straws to keep it away from the women who need it are concerned that someone who’s of “legal age” to buy it might give it so someone who isn’t. 

So it got me to thinking a bit.

My feeling is that if you’re opposed to abortion or birth control, then you’re well within your rights to not have an abortion or use birth control.  Most people who don’t get abortions or don’t use birth control are doing it because they want to have children.  I think it’s been said enough times here and a bazillion other places how stupid it is to make people who don’t want to have children have them, but this is only the beginning of my runaway train thought process.

I’ll spare you the intermediate thoughts, but suffice it to say, they finally came to a stop at this one. . .

The people who want to use birth control and/or have abortions are not constricted by the uber-christian religious right mentality.  Therefore, if they are restricted from having reproductive freedom and are forced to give birth and raise children by the rulings of said religious right, then not only will they be raising children in a non-uber-christian religious right fashion, but they will also have a resentment that might well lead to them raising those children in an environment that is distinctly ANTI-uber-christian religious right.  So, by restricting birth control and abortion, the UCRR (for short) will actually be condemning themselves to a serious problem in about 16-18 years, when all these children whose mothers have raised them to hate the UCRR reach an age where they become inclined to speak their minds to society.  You would think, given this, that the serious UCRRs would be giving people lifts to the clinics rather than picketing them.  After all, it’s a lot easier than trying to convert those children later when their minds are already set against the UCRR.

Don’t Bother Trying to Explain Evolution. . .

Don’t Bother Trying to Explain Evolution. . .

I was bopping around a few links from Orac’s blog (Respectful Insolence, added to the blogroll on the right today) and found this little gem from the letters to the editor in a local paper in South Carolina.   My mind is already a little low-functioning from sinuses squeezing my brain out my ears, but this kind of jolted me into awareness:

Bible tells the truth about our creation

Why is it that these evolutionists are trying so hard to deny that God created the Earth and all that is on it? Now we have an “educated” minister who claims that seminaries have proved that the beginning chapters of the Bible were not written according to the Word of God, but by unknown authors and added to the Bible by some editor. How about the words in John 1:1-4?

I don’t think much of a minister who felt it was more important to preach about things he didn’t believe, rather than risking his post by not pleasing his (ignorant) congregation.

The theory of evolution does not and cannot explain so much about the universe that we know. For instance, when and how did water evolve? How does it happen that gravity can hold us to the Earth, and at the same time allow us to step up without any trouble? How did it happen that the Earth is spinning at the exact rate that keeps us from feeling that movement?

I find it much easier to believe that Genesis tells us the truth of the creation when we know from God’s own Word that nothing is impossible for him to do.
Carol Crooks, Greer

 

OK, I know, I know. . .the Bible is the word of God because it says it is.  That’s the infallible truth.  And Sun Myung Moon is the second coming of Christ – because he says he is.  I hate when people use the Bible as proof of itself.  Logic is an elective course at the college level – this is clearly a failing of our educational system.  The first few sentences set the tone. . .my head was primed and ready to explode by the time I got to “when and how did water evolve?”  OMG!!!  The pain, Will, the pain!!!  It’s hydrogen and oxygen, Carol, it didn’t evolve!  Just because yours might contain some chlorine, maybe benzene, and who knows what else, or maybe it comes out of the tap a little brown, doesn’t mean your water has evolved.  (BTW, God didn’t put the chlorine and benzene in it, either.)  And, of course, there is no gravity. . .we’re stuck on the inside of a hollow earth.  It’s centrifugal force.  Dang, they don’t teach much in school down there.  And don’t tell Carol, but she’s one of the few who doesn’t feel the movement of the earth.  Most people can’t get through their day without their vertigo meds.  Heh.

Yes, it is easier to believe Genesis, because it’s so much less complicated than actual proven facts.  There are just so many of them, it’s impossible to keep track, gosh darn it!  Thank goodness we have “theologians” who’ll break it down into nice little sound bites for us, so that people like Ann Coulter can tell us the truth.

I need to give my brain a rest, now. . .time to shelve hundreds of books.

Busy Day Ahead. . .

Busy Day Ahead. . .

(So, of course, I slept like crap.)  I’m guessing there’s going to be rain, based on my headache, despite the fact that it’s sunny.  Either that, or the pollen count is monstrously high.  Oh, well.

Before I wake the kids up, I’m going to work on shelving books.  All the boxes are unpacked and out of the garage – stacked all over the family room.  We bought new shelves, though, and the kids have gone through and picked out a bunch to give away, so everything should fit.  After that, it’s a library trip, and then we start working on Renaissance Faire costumes.  I hope that we have some relief from this heat by the end of the month when we go!

If I end up really on a sewing roll by the end of the day, I’m going to have the house to myself, so maybe I’ll put something together that >I< can wear.  Hmmm.  There’s a concept.