Yoo hoo! Over here! *waves arms furiously*
Hi, Donald. How ya doing today?
As Judge Judy often says, and I’ll paraphrase…put on your listening ears. You have two ears and one mouth for a reason.
Let me make myself particularly clear.
My parts belong to ME.
MY eyes, MY nose, My arms, MY uterus, cervix, ovaries, and vagina.
Not yours to invade and certainly not yours to grope or grab at the behest of one of your NASTY little whims.
(See, there’s the proper use of the word “nasty“. Donald, don’t refer to Hillary Clinton as “nasty” because that’s REALLY a whole lotta narcissistic projection going on, DONALD, along with some garden variety “pot-calling-the-kettle-black” blameshifting, smearing, and gaslighting.)
Unless I invite you in or ask for your opinion, keep your grubby paws to yourself.
If I get pregnant and do not want -FOR WHATEVER REASON- to grow the little sperm/egg combo to maturity, it is my RIGHT, not YOURS, to determine the outcome.
D’ya hear me?
MY REPRODUCTIVE RIGHTS do not include YOU.
Do you hear me now?
Do you understand? Comprendo? Verstehen?
I am a woman. Stay out of my body. Stop telling me what I can and what I cannot do with all of my parts; past, present, and future.
Here’s an insightful article on Huffington Post by an OB/GYN.
Donald Trump Confuses Birth With Abortion. And No, There Are No Ninth Month Abortions.
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