Baby, not Fetus, Hand

Today I had a pro-abortion friend berate me for daring to post the famous "Hand of Hope" picture where children could see it.

Their argument, children have no concept of an adult issue like abortion. They claimed that having other people informing children about abortion is like telling them there is no Santa Claus.

I don't know about you, but my parents never lied and told me there was a Santa in the first place.

Their next point, it is up to a parent alone to talk about. It is up to each of us to decide if we are up to the responsibility of explaining it to our children.

Excuse me? So if you decide you are not up to explaining it and your child asks a question, then what? I can see why you don't want the picture to be up where your child might see it, they might ask too hard of questions.

Moving on, next talking point, if their child saw this they would have nightmares about a bloody baby hand.

whoa whoa whoa, wait, did you say baby hand? I thought that wasn't a baby? You mean that you child recognizes this as a baby?

It turns out children have a very clear understanding of what a baby is, a better understanding that a large portion of the general public.

Get your talking point in order and start indoctrinating your children before they make up their minds that the Hand of Hope is in fact a living baby's hand. Make sure they realize that it is just a scary bloody hand those evil conservative are trying to scare you with. Aren't those people just terrible, scaring you like that?

I wouldn't want those awful pro-lifers to confirm to your child that they are in fact babies and do not deserve to be murdered.

Rain Rain Go Away

If it doesn't stop raining in DC soon, I am going to have to take a boat to work. I don't enjoy my pants being wet up to my knees when I arrive at work.

I, however, do not mind walking in the rain if I don't have anywhere to be. I walked approximately 5 miles in the rain yesterday and felt great afterward. There is something calming about the noise I think.

In other news, we have started looking for a house. I hate living in an apartment, there is just no getting around it. And living in an apartment that overcharges for everything has motivated us to start looking. We have every intention of taking advantage of the crappy real estate market and buying a foreclosed awesome house. We are in no hurry and I am sure one will present itself at some point.

I miss Indiana. Springtime in DC is alright, there is a lot of stuff blooming and it looks really pretty. But I miss not having a yard and just having to look at everybody else's stuff and not being able to plant anything of my own.

Twitter has become my new addiction. Love all the new conservative peeps I have met. They seem to enjoy my biting sarcasm; I'm glad someone does!