Pro-abortionist laments that ads for “useful medical services”–abortion–aren’t running on television

By Dave Andrusko

remotecontrol3For the last NRL News Today post for Veterans Day, I’d like to build off a story we posted earlier today.

It’s about a man who keeled over at a play–“Dry Land”–after what a newspaper described as “blood-soaked DIY abortion scene.” By DIY, they mean Do-It-Yourself, as in a chemically-induced abortion.

Ruby Rae Spiegel, described by reporter Matt Watts as the “American 22-year-old wunderkind,” tells Watts that she refused to compromise on her play. “One company even asked if one of the scenes could be cut,” Spiegel said. “It was the abortion scene, so very pivotal. My philosophy is that I’m trying to show the experience of abortion without shame.”

The operative word: Without. Without shame. Without remorse. Without pity. Without mercy. And most of all without a second thought.

Abortion must be “normalized,” seen for what it is: a legal procedure about which nobody should give a hoot.

And what is the great “normalizer,” the medium that shapes and molds and subverts? Television.

Writing at Salon, Danielle Campoamor hyperventilates over the only [two-sided] sin there is to people like her: hypocrisy (usually imaginary) which gets in the way of routinizing abortion.

How can television be teeming with sexually loaded ads, which routinely use (exploit?) women’s bodies, “but rarely [do we] see ads that would benefit women’s bodies?”

She means by that, of course, ads for “a useful and even lifesaving medical procedure,” aka, “an ad for abortion services.”

Since this is the last post of the day, just two quick points. First, you don’t have to convince me–the father of three adult daughters, the grandfather of one granddaughter, and the husband of one wife–that television is largely a cesspool that so often treats women like commodities. (Actually ads are a comparatively small part of the overall sleaziness.)

But, second, do we really want the local abortion clinic advertising its wares on the tube, alongside the corner pawn shop and the company offering “quick cash” for the title to your car?

Sorry Ms. Campoamor, most people don’t. Do we really want to signal that offing your kid is essentially no different than going to Jiffy Lube to change your oil or to McDonald’s for a Big Mac?

And the fact that she can’t see that the answer is no tells you all you need to know about the way the pro-abortion mind works.