Or, When not argue.
Like: right now.
I read one more goddamned post about the horrors in which that ‘abortionist’ (Thanks for the neutral language, Saletan!) engaged or how evil he was or that he was a mass murderer or that really, there hasn’t been THAT much anti-abortion violence or that what can you do when a cabal of 7 men on the Supreme Court conspired to undermine the will of the people with the Roe v. Wade decision so, really, what can those poor pro-lifers do but engage in violence—
by the way, without even ONCE fucking MENTIONING the women who CHOOSE to have abortions—
I will, in the immortal words of Suzanne Sugarbaker, get up in a tower and start shooting people.
And no, I won’t link to the goddamned sites in which these goddamned arguments/comments are being made because then I’d have to go read these goddamned arguments/comments all over again, and, well, we’ve already figured out what kind of mood we’re in, haven’t we?
Grrrr.
You need to spend some time on some liberal blogs and cleanse your palate of that filth. Daily Kos had some nice tribute articles.
Car wrecks. Can’t look away.
Besides, nice tributes or not, options for women have shrunk even further.