Showing posts with label Choices. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Choices. Show all posts

Planned Parenthood Under Continued Attack

Republican presidential hopeful Mark Rubio calls for the defunding of Planned Parenthood, asks us to stand with life.

I personally benefited from low-cost health care graciously performed by Planned Parenthood (no abortions involved ever, but affordable breast and cervical cancer screenings.) I stand for the affordable care Planned Parenthood has offered for decades to women in need. I stand with Planned Parenthood in giving women choices as regards their own bodies. I stand with Planned Parenthood in support of modern women, from women to women. I do not support the trumped up charges and attacks by supposedly god-fearing, christian men that are willing to defend an unborn fetus, but do not care to support a mother with child with proper benefits and child care options. I oppose men that believe firing a woman from her job because she got pregnant could ever be fair and called for. I oppose men that profess to choose life, but are all too eager to send sons (not their own, but those especially from low income households) in to wars and harms way. I want to thank Planned Parenthood for the care I personally received. Don't let christian men that are ancient history take modern women back in time, don't let those men that should have no say in public policy making take away women's care and women's most important choices. I ask you to stand with Planned Parenthood, sign this petition.

of choices, ruminating and fulminating

Finally I might be willing to settle with this 8th version of a header for this blog. I like it colorful and kinda fleeting, fuzzy, like my thinking.

I love the word ruminate, it has such a rich sound to it and of course reminds me of Rumi the poet and of my Dad scolding me on day dreaming, once again. Yeah, to rebellion with a cause. Yes, to dreaming and scheming, and yes to the expression of higher and lower self, the whole shebang.

Why bother to blog I wondered, why bother to express while barely anyone takes note much less responds? Expression - Repression are on one continuum to my mind. God-dess forbid I will not suffer symptoms of repression all too common. I will have to endure life style choices, but under the damning light of awareness, of knowing better. More on this, maybe, at a later time.

Back to ruminate, which goes so well with fulminate. And isn't there plenty to want to explode over?