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The state of Georgia became the most recent battleground between Pro-Life and Pro-Choice supporters on the topic of abortion with the HB481 bill passed by state legislature and expected to soon be signed into law by Governor Brian Kemp. For those who are unaware of what HB481 is, It is part of Georgia’s Living Infants Fairness and Equality ACT and you may know it by a different name The Heartbeat Bill. I will be going over just what it is and what it does here in this post as well as the contention surrounding it from many considered to be Hollywood Elite.

First let’s take a look at the basics of the bill and how it defines Personhood.

The bill will amend state law to define “Natural Person” to mean any human being including unborn children.

The bill will include embryos and fetuses in state population based determinations.

The bill will amend the state tax code to redefine “dependent” to allow a fetus at any stage of development to qualify as a dependent minor.

The next part is where the real issue lies with Pro-Choice supporters. It is the Heartbeat Abortion Ban. This section covers the both the ban and the exceptions that the law intends to provide for.

Except in cases of medical emergency, no abortion may be performed or attempted to be performed unless the physician performing the procedure has first made a determination of the presence of a human heartbeat.

The bill will prohibit abortion when a fetus has been determined to have a heartbeat unless the pregnancy is diagnosed as medically futile, or except when the abortion is:

  • necessary to avert the death of the pregnant person or avert serious risk of substantial and irreversible physical impairment of a major bodily function of the pregnant person;
  • necessary to preserve the life of the fetus; or
  • because of a pregnancy at 20 weeks or earlier is the result from rape or incest (and such offense was reported to law enforcement).

The bill will require any abortion performed after the first trimester to be performed in a licensed hospital, in a licensed ambulatory surgical center, or in a health facility licensed as an abortion facility by the state Department of Community Health.

Any person who performs an abortion would need to be a licensed physician.

The bill will require all physician, hospital, or other health-care facility records to be made available to local law enforcement agencies.

The bill will require a physician to inform the pregnant patient of the presence of a fetal heartbeat at the time the abortion would be performed.

Informational materials provided by the state would need to include the following additional statement:

“By six weeks’ gestation, the unborn child has a human heartbeat.”

The bill will amend requirements for abortion reports to require physicians to include information on the determination of the presence of a fetal heartbeat.

In every case of the homicide of a child, current state law allows there to be some party entitled to recover the full value of the life of the child. The bill would extend this to apply to the homicide of a “child carried in the womb,” at the point at which a heartbeat is detected.

I promised a fight with the title of this piece didn’t I? I promised to cover a big duke-a-roo between the state of Georgia and Hollywood, didn’t I? Very well, now that I have gone over what the bill entails, let us now turn our attention to the opponent and what a list of 50 well known Hollywood actors signed off on in an open letter and petition sent on March 28th to the Georgia House Speaker David Ralston and Governor Brian Kemp.

You now see what the bill consists of and you see the opposing viewpoint. Now let’s get into the editorial part of this article as I attempt to suss out what the average person can make of this debacle. It is true that many such bills have been shut down in court as unconstitutional in accordance to the verdict of Roe v Wade in 1973. 46 years ago. I myself have been on both sides of the Pro-Life vs Pro-Choice debate as I remember a time that some of the more vocal Pro-Lifer’s were of the mind that every sperm produced by a man deserved a name. This is of course an exaggeration, but I assure you not by much. They were certainly of a sort that would have never allowed for the type of exceptions that I see presented in HB481, which was a huge part of my own reason for siding with the Pro-Choice argument.

Let’s consider the Pro-Choice argument in this particular case. Besides the obvious argument against constitutional rights, the letter states that the time frame is far too short and by the time many women know they are pregnant the choice is already taken from them. Once upon a time, I might have found this a reasonable point, however with advancements in both contraceptive methods, including a next day pill and the development of more sensitive pregnancy tests capable of detecting the HCG hormone in a little over a week, I would personally argue that any responsible person who is sexually active has the tools to prevent that time window of 6 weeks to pass them by. In light of this I would say the only reasonable argument would be the scheduling for such a procedure in the facilities required by the bill.

The letter goes on to talk about forced hidden procedures done at great risk to the woman. Seeing as how I saw nothing of this requirement in the bill itself, I can only deduce that the signee’s of the open letter were referring to DIY at home methods of abortion….To which I say again; The bill does provide for exceptions to the 6 week time frame. Given that any pregnancy outside of many of these conditions would have to be planned, accidental, or immaculate, being a responsible person provides the best protection. Again only the possibility of a woman’s inability to schedule the procedure within the time frame given is really a justification for this point’s reasoning and only that depending on the facilities available in a given area since same day surgical centers are listed as viable recognized options.

So what is my take away from this? The bill. The fact that 50 Hollywood stars signed off on a letter that threatened a boycott of an entire state and the urging of production companies to follow suit. There was a time when, as a person who sided with Pro-Choice, I would have been content with what HB481 provides for. As far as Anti-Abortion bills go, I really see nothing unreasonable about it given all of the advancements in prenatal healthcare in the last 46 years. So the only elephant that is left in the room is whether or not it is unconstitutional…..The “What a woman does with her body.” argument. I agree, to a point……a 6 week point. You see human beings in most all cases, but a few extremely rare defect scenarios, only have one heart beat, because they only have one heart. When a second heart beat is detected…..It really isn’t JUST the woman’s body anymore……is it? When you consider that this argument essentially can be seen as the woman having the right to treat an unborn child, a second life form with it’s own heart beat, as though it were an article of personal PROPERTY to be kept or discarded at will…..I ask you, the reader, how constitutional is regarding a human life as if it were PROPERTY?

CHOOSE LIFE! Choose wearing a fake fucking smile to hide the pain of living and pulling from any source of pop culture dogma to escape that pain enough to make the smile look real, nothing more than an ode to living the lie of your choosing.

Choose, Lortab, Roxies, Xanax, Crack. CHOOSE METH. Then choose to lay the blame at the door of greedy pharmaceutical companies and Canadian mail order prescription depots for the streets being awash with the ESCAPE they provide, that something ELSE, Something deeper seated made us turn to in the first place.

Choose cursing at that fat ass 97lb frame you look at in the full body mirror hanging on your closet door and then vomiting the can of chicken noodle soup you had for lunch, flushing the only evidence of your askewed life perception besides the ribs you have showing, down the fucking toilet.

CHOOSE to Vote, once every four years to feel better about your place in the world and assure yourself against all evidence that you’re actually making a difference.

CHOOSE taking a thousand pictures of yourself at arms length until one memory becomes indistinguishable from the next and then force those memories that will mean even less to those you force them on over social media, in a sad attempt to be one in 7 billion and make it count for something.

Choose turning to a father figure who dumped us all in an orphanage run by the orphans to help you make sense of it all.

Choose, interracial, and same sex marriage and being hated by the “morally correct” sect who desperately try to hold a patent on what defines an emotion.

Choose jacking off to pictures of people you hate, chubby chasing, cougar hunting, fisting, BDSM, and piss fetishes, because physical pleasure comes with a less costly price tag than genuine emotional attachment.

Choose aiding people, who stay determined to repeat the same pointless cycles, and caring enough that you’re willing to get sucked into the abyss right along with them. Choose to ignore even those who would make use of that help and circle jerking with people who give even less of a fuck about such things as you do in an effort to not feel just as lost as those who visibly need help.

CHOOSE LIFE!

 

Alright, so far I have blasted you with a bunch of Woe is Me Bullshit, now let me take a moment to look on the bright side…. Yes pessimists, life has those too, but the trick is not knowing WHERE to look for it, but rather HOW to look for it. I thought it only fitting for this EXAMPLE, to use a tale from my recent months that I’ll just call:  “THINGS NO OFFSPRING SHOULD EVER HEAR THEIR FATHER SAY, WHEN THEY ARE HALF ASLEEP.”

 

My father and I were on the road, I was sick as a damn dog (and you get the story on that later as well.) I was nodding off in the passenger seat, drawn into that weird kind of half asleep, half awake mode caused by the discomfort of sleeping in cars. When I hear.  ” I want to feel your lips around the head of my dick.” It’s like one of those moments in a horror movie where the victim very slowly opens their eyes as if the speed at which they do it is somehow going to magically make what they just know is there any less horrible. Whuuuu?   the fuck? I thought.  “DICK!!!!” Suddenly the truck swerved slightly but enough to bounce my head off the passenger side window. “Ahh man What the FUCK??!!!” I exclaimed, as I looked over and saw my father precariously juggling his cell phone with his driving duties. “You son of a bitch….oh you’ll write that.” He said. Apparently his text now read I want to feel your lips around the head of my you son of a bitch, because his voice command texting seems to have an easier time registering a phrase like you son of a bitch then it does a simple four letter word, even screamed like DICK!!!! Again we swerve as he erases the error to try again. “DICK!!!!!”  I sat there just staring in amazement at the pitiful scene, I mean how the fuck can a person even attempt to get off being that aggravated anyway, unless you’re counting make up sex, but that’s got face to face value for the revving up of animalistic instinct. My brother and I laugh at this story because he had the same thing happen to him, only that time he and dad were in a motel room for the night. Now my brother being a more excitable person than I am had jumped out of his bed yelling. “Motherfucker I will shoot you.” Yeah, my life has never been RIGHT for so many reasons. Heh Heh Anyway on to the point, when something this traumatizing occurs you have yourself a few options. One, you can let that shit haunt you for the rest of your life, and if that haunting is of your father yelling “DICK!!!” while you are trying to sleep, dude I can sympathize, believe me. Two, you can get all care bear offended by the sexual perversion of the situation as a whole. Three, just say fuck it and take the lesson for what it is. That latter was the option I chose, I had enough haunting my ass at that point anyway, so the lesson I chose to take from it. Until voice command texting reaches fucking Starfleet standards, using voice command functions for sexting is not but an exercise in epic fucking frustration. You see? It really is all in HOW you look at it.