RE: Anti Abortion? FUCK YOU!
March 9, 2011 at 5:26 pm
(This post was last modified: March 9, 2011 at 5:28 pm by Violet.)
parasite |ˈparəˌsīt|
noun
an organism that lives in or on another organism (its host) and benefits by deriving nutrients at the host's expense.
Species is not relevant to whether a thing is a biological parasite: A fetus is an organism that is within another organism and is surviving by taking in some of the nutrients of the other organism.
Fr0d0 Wrote:Fair enough. I defer judgement. None of the situation is without pain for the parent either. A friend went though a still birth. I think it was the most traumatic experience of her life. She's deeply scarred. Not helped by the mishandling of the medical care (she was left alone for 20 minutes with the dead fetus lying on the bed beside her).
Honestly, the pain that the fetus/baby experiences before it (relatively) quickly dies is not so significant as the pain of the mother going through the nine months of carrying it while it developed, birth, and then dealing with it dying in pain or being born dead. To say nothing of a father watching his mate endure what pains are associated with pregnancy, birth, and then dealing with it dying in pain or being born dead. And I would bet my left ankle that there wasn't a single person in that room that wasn't affected by watching such a helpless being die without any way to help it
(save killing it early, as I would have done if there was a knife available to me and I had to watch it).
While I hope to never fully understand the pain of your friend, I do empathize.
(March 9, 2011 at 5:23 pm)thesummerqueen Wrote: I asked for it.
I would have been fine, trying to concentrate on other things, but I clicked on the link for the post off of my twitter feed and almost had a Lewis Blackian apoplectic fit.
Surely I'm too righteously sexy to be banned for other reasons.
You are too sexy to be banned. I'm amazed they banned you when you asked for it
Whoever banned you must have gone through incredible pain and woe.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day