Roe v. Wade, January 22, 1973: The birth of "choice"
Doesn't "choice" sound so appealing, so pleasant, so desirable? I think so. Personally, I love to choose. After all, I chose where I went to college, I chose my spouse, my wardrobe, the names for our children, and even the drapes in my home (well, with Danya's help!). Choice is super-cool! Good golly, who doesn't love choice? Heck, everyone loves choice!
Well, except the "choice" to shred little babies in their mothers' wombs. In that case, we all understand that "choice" is merely a euphemism, no?
Here's the definition of euphemism, from the Merriam-Webster online dictionary:
The substitution of an agreeable or inoffensive expression for one that may offend or suggest something unpleasant.See, they substitute "choice" (agreeable, inoffensive) for "willful, direct killing of unborn human children" (offensive, unpleasant).
Get how that works? Isn't that something?
Jill Stanek has encouraged pro-life bloggers to call out abortion advocates on their pretty little euphemism of "choice".
So I turn to pro-"choicers" who have embraced the soothing euphemism: What do you mean by "choice"? You demand a "woman's right to choose", but why don't you finish the sentence? A woman's right to choose… what?
What do you mean by "choice"?
*Heartbreaking testimony about "choice", here, from my friend Karen Williams.