So, I’m leaving Best Buy today and driving off through the parking lot of the mall. As I’m pulling up to an intersection, I see a big blue conversion van turn the corner at the intersection ahead of me. On top of this van, I can see a large maybe 6′ x 6′ cube of vinyl or some sort of material on top. It’s huge and it towers over everything.

On each side of the cube is a various picture of an abortion. Not a drawing. Not some representation of an abortion, but picture of a motherfucking chopped up baby! A real dismembered baby! Accompanying this gruesome image are the words, “My mommy and daddy paid a man to kill me.” followed by a website who I won’t give validation to by mentioning.

Okay… What the fuck? Screw the abortion debate… That’s just fucked. I don’t care if you’re pro-life, pro-choice, pro-abortion…that’s just fucked, and there’s no other way to describe it. Now, as he drove past I did feel myself be moved, but it didn’t sway any preconceived opinions I had on the subject. No, the only thing that I felt when I saw that was, “Why you sick motherfucker!”

What if my kids had’ve been in the car with me? Does that fit your agenda for me to have to explain to my four year old what a chopped up baby looks like? Driving through the mall parking lot at lunch during the summer with a six foot cube of dead babies… Jesus Christ on a cracker, who do they think they were going to sway? I know what they’d say, “If we can just keep one girl from having an abortion, our mission won’t be lost.” But, what about the HUNDREDS of women, children, and men who had to look at the chopped up babies that never even considered an abortion?

Now, there’s valid arguments on both sides of the table. No question about it. But, face facts, just about every woman or girl who has an abortion needs to have an abortion. A child needs to be loved. I mean, it’s not like two loving people who desperately want children one day come up pregnant and say, “Whoops! Not today, we’ve got a cruise planned in a few months, and the last thing I need is a fat belly.” No, it’s 16 year old Jolene, who just can’t take the thought of her fourth waterhead wobbling around the trailer eating spiders out of the corners, and even if she gives it up for adoption chances are pretty good that kid’s not going to be a neurosurgeon. So, do you go ahead and take care of the problem now or wait for him to blow himself up in a meth lab explosion a few years down the road?

Personally, I could never ask anyone to have an abortion. But, that’s because I’ve always known I wanted to be a dad, and personally I think I’m a damn good one. But, as in the example above, there’s very logical reasoning behind it. The last thing we need is more unloved children growing up to beat their girlfriends into oblivion or molesting children or robbing us. I know, I know…there’s plenty of people out there waiting to love these kids. Bullshit! Where? I know more fucked up foster home kids that bounced from family to family than I know couples on a waiting list to adopt children, and I only know TWO foster home kids.

Anyways, I didn’t mean to go off on a tangent about what I think on the topic, all I really wanted to say was by that guy driving around with his dead baby cube through the mall parking lot, he didn’t sway my opinion on abortion, but he did strengthen my opinion that self-righteous zealots are some of the most ignorantly dangerous people in the world.

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