How awful must be the experience of rape. On every level of one's multidimensional being. Yet, I fear there is an experience that is far worse. As a culture we recognize it as such. Yet within this same culture we allow our lust for something to overcome our abhorrence of it's deliberate misuse.
Murder. What an awful thing. So much damage does it do; that even the mind of the murderer is altered in a sick and horrifying way. The lives of the victim's who survive are forever marred by the experience. And for those that never got away, the story has a hopeless ending. Yet, because of our tendency to war against each other, murder has taken the backdrop. It is no longer the terrible thing it once was. It has lost so much of its gravity, that we even make exceptions for those we as a culture look up to, even when all evidence points to their actions.
Instead, we have erected a new 'height of depravity:' rape. What a dreadful thing -that a person's lust for power, pain, and self-satisfaction reaches the point of disregard and degradation of another. This is something deeply painful and unsettling. The raw instances of this despicable abuse are beyond count. It truly is something for which we all have a dark regard.
Yet -and this is the painful point of this thought- one person's lust for power, or for choice, does not allow them to abuse or murder another. Those who seek to have their own way and are willing to kill for it are murderers. And so I find myself at this point:
Those who have been raped and find themselves pregnant have a choice; will they choose to forsake the attitude of their attacker or will they accept it. If a woman is raped and chooses to kill the child because it is abhorrent to her, then she is guilty of the same crime as the man who abused her.
This may seem harsh. But know this; if we as a society and as a human race decide that we have the 'right' to choose to kill something we do not want, then we lead ourselves down a deeply troubling and dark path. If a woman may kill her child if she does not want them, then the rapist may rape the woman that he does not care for; the murderer may murder those that he does not like. Those who are strong may always take from the weak if we decide that the weak are something we can dispose of.
We desire to live like animals when we clearly are not.
Women are not crying out for their right to choose but instead their right to kill. If they want it, they will have to bend to the wills of those stronger. If they get it, then we all must bend to the 'rights' of the pedophiles, rapists, murderers, and psychopaths.
If we seek a choice, we have one readily before us, posed in the form of a question:
If it is our choice, and we choose death, then when it comes to us, what will be chosen for us?
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