Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Addressing the problem, not the symptom

I think we can agree that no one "loves" abortion. The problems arise in trying to deal with it.

The thing is, abortion is not the problem. It's a symptom of the problem. Dealing with abortion is like mopping up the blood after you've cut your leg off.

Suppose for a moment, that you made abortion illegal (and, for the moment, ignoring reasons for abortion such as rape, health issues, etc.) So instead of a bunch of kids being aborted, you'd have a few being aborted illegally (and, probably, unsafely) and a lot of kids being born whose parents don't want them and can't care for them. Plus, the parents' lives are screwed (I know, I have two kids myself). Remember that a lot of these parents are young 'uns whose own lives are still getting started. Not so good.

Consider, instead, then, addressing the problem of which abortion is a symptom -- unwanted pregnancy. Suppose you could significantly reduce the number of unwanted pregnancies? The abortion "problem" would mostly go away.

The problem, of course, is how to accomplish that. Some would say to advocate abstinence. Drum it into kids so much that they wouldn't even think about sex, let alone try it. Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to have worked so well. My personal favorite is education combined with easy access to contraceptives. The thing is, going on and on about abortion doesn't help. Outlawing abortion just gives you a different set of -- potentially much worse -- symptoms.

My kids will know about sex early on and will have access to condoms. Of course, I will also tell them that the first time you have sex, you 100% absolutely will get pregnant and that if you have sex without a condom, your penis will fall off.

Journal Description

My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.