27. Abortion is Art
For the past year, I performed repeated self-induced miscarriages … Using a needleless syringe, I would inject the sperm near my cervix within 30 minutes of its collection, so as to insure the possibility of fertilization. On the 28th day of my cycle, I would ingest an abortifacient, after which I would experience cramps and heavy bleeding. … Because the miscarriages coincide with the expected date of menstruation (the 28th day of my cycle), it remains ambiguous whether the there [sic] was ever a fertilized ovum or not. The reality of the pregnancy, both for myself and for the audience, is a matter of reading.
—Aliza Shvarts, Yale Daily News, April 18, 2008
This was “performance art” by a Yale student. Kind of sums up what a waste of money the Ivy League is these days.
With my first pass of the forceps, I grasped an extremity and began to pull it down. I could see a small foot hanging from the teeth of my forceps. With a quick tug, I separated the leg. Precisely at that moment, I felt a kick – a fluttery “thump, thump” in my own uterus. It was one of the first times I felt fetal movement. There was a leg and foot in my forceps, and a “thump, thump” in my abdomen. Instantly, tears were streaming from my eyes – without me – meaning my conscious brain – even being aware of what was going on. I felt as if my response had come entirely from my body, bypassing my usual cognitive processing completely. A message seemed to travel from my hand and my uterus to my tear ducts. It was an overwhelming feeling – a brutally visceral response – heartfelt and unmediated by my training or my feminist pro-choice politics. It was one of the more raw moments in my life. Doing second trimester abortions did not get easier after my pregnancy; in fact, dealing with little infant parts of my born baby only made dealing with dismembered fetal parts sadder.
Then she ruins a very honest truth-moment with this:
I must add, however, that I consider declining a woman’s request for abortion also to be an act of unspeakable violence
Harris is still practicing second trimester abortions. It is not known whether her soul is still fighting for life.
No matter which side of this argument you’re on, I call on reasonable people to rise up against any abortions done after the first trimester. People like me who believe in life from conception to natural death will still try to convince you to stop all abortions. But can we not agree that the practice of tearing fully formed babies into pieces has no place in a civilized society?
I call on pro-choice folks to distance themselves from the callous and cold trivialization of this most serious issue. We are witnessing the silent holocaust (as the only known survivor Gianna Jessen quite chillingly points out). Please consider that the abortion “rights” movement has gone way too far. Young people today seem to easily degrade and curse the least powerful among us while wielding their own power like a sword. Consider carefully and thoughtfully. Is this who we want to be? Will our children rise up and call us blessed or will they despise us for our absolute disregard for humanity?