Breaking my silence
There are some hot-button issues where my general approach is to preserve silence. But the more I read and reflect, the less I can honestly preserve my silence around the issue of abortion.
Today some of my fellow Americans have gathered in Washington, DC to march for life. The march’s timing reflects the anniversary of the Roe v Wade decision to legalise abortion. People generally have a typical image of a pro-life advocate. My experience around pro-life advocacy is that it generally focuses on an unapologetically Christian view of anthropology, marriage and responsibility.
Yet I have struggled in so many different ways with the pro-life platform as it is politically expressed. Rhetorically, I could not be further removed from the typical view. Today I begin to break my silence because I think two common struggles unite people of a range of religious convictions to consider making steps to confront the abortion tragedy.
I believe abortion exists because of poverty and vulnerability. Moreover, I think abortion shows that, by and large, we lack the wherewithal to respond meaningfully to such challenges. Without confronting the realities of abortion in wealthy countries, I do not think we will have much success in advocating human rights around the world.
Abortion provides a nexus where we see how we personalise values around weakness, vulnerability, power, technology, convenience, wealth, and aspirations. When a woman and her trusted ones approach a pregnancy, we see a range of attitudes. In our increasingly liberal, progressive world, no one particularly likes questioning abortion. However, I no longer can remain silent regarding my inconvenient observations.
Over the next few days, I am going to be writing a series of posts about coming out as pro-life. Specifically, I intend to steer clear of religious argumentation and encourage any people who would like to comment on my posts to do likewise. Additionally, I fully acknowledge that my thoughts are riddled with inconsistencies. Caring about poverty invites one to acknowledge one’s hypocrisy.