CHEAPER BY THE DYSLEXIC DOZEN
has a post up, with links, about the woman who just gave birth to her sixteenth child. One of these links is to a gentleman, and given what he says about this woman and how he says it I am using the term in the most generic manner possible, from San Francisco who is having a fit about this woman’s fecundity, for reasons I am not sure I fathom. Presumably, if the woman was churning sixteen children out by as many different fathers while living on the taxpayers' dime there in California the gentleman might have some plausible grounds for complaint, but as the family involved lives in Arkansas and is not asking for government assistance then what business is it of mine or anyone else’s whether they have one child or fifty children? This fact, to paraphrase Jefferson, neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg, and is surely a personal matter concerning her and her husband alone. I strongly suspect that if the gentleman by the bay had heard that this woman had just had her fifteenth abortion then he would champion loudly her right to this medical procedure and castigate anyone who looked askance at this somewhat enthusiastic use of her right to choose in the same vile manner that he now uses to denounce this woman and her family. Apparently, a woman’s right to choose what to do with her reproductive system applies only to those women who choose the right way; all others can go to the back of the line.