Abortion is a good thing.
It’s a good idea if you follow the theory of Thomas Malthus:
“A man who is born into a world possessed, if he cannot get subsistence from his parents, on which he has a just demand, and if society does not want his labour, has no claim of right of the smallest portion of food, and in fact, has no business to be where he is.
At Nature’s mighty feast there is no vacant cover for him. She tells him to be gone . . .”
Or if you follow the school of Ebenezer Scrooge.
You know, the mean guy at Christmas time.
‘If they would rather die,’ said Scrooge, ‘they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population.

Then there is the modern woman’s maxim, “It’s my body, I’ll do what I want with my body.”
Ah, let’s see.
It was their bodies that put them in that situation in the first place.
(Unless rape is in the equation).
I guess abortion is a good thing to keep down the population and to let women do what they want with their bodies.
If that’s what you want to do, go ahead.
Do it. But first, consider this.
And I’m sure you’ve heard all sides of the argument.
It’s killing an unborn child.

In my younger days, I may have said, “Oh, let the mother handle it, it’s not my problem. ”
But in the past few years, I’ve seen and met children that were less than perfect.
Their bodies and minds not quite up to society’s standards.
But the contribution they’ve made to society cannot be measured. It’s too great.
They may not grow up earn a law degree, (although many do) they are an inspiration to millions of people.
Yeah, sometimes they need help.
But can you imagine a perfect world where everybody has perfect bodies, perfect minds and all thought alike?
How boring.
As Robert Ingersoll said, “We rise by lifting others.”
What do you think?