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Blogging for Choice, also

Nora Rocket — Tue, 23 Jan 2007 10:42:29 -0500

It's the 34th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, a Court decision with its constitutional base in the right to privacy--a right that exists not in letter but, in Supreme Court Justice William O. Douglas' words, in the "penumbras" of five Amendments to the Constitution: the First, Third, Fourth, Fifth, and Ninth. It is our shadowy right to privacy that, among other things, makes warrantless wiretapping illegal, allows residents of some states to choose doctor-assisted suicide when it suits them, and gives women the endangered and never savoury option to legally medically terminate a pregnancy.

I am pro-choice. I have many reasons. At the core, I am pro-choice because it is my body. I've built it, I've changed it, I've made strong choices with it, and it is mine. I give it as I please and I keep it in the condition that pleases me. If I wish it to bear a child, I'll arrange that hopeful condition; since my body threw me a curveball last year, I may not have that hope, but that does not change the fact that I, as the sole curator of my built body, deserve to choose.

This fucking city is trying to kill us.

Nora Rocket — Mon, 08 Jan 2007 13:01:55 -0500

The Bostonland Area would like to see both my partner and I dead, worm food, standing in the clearing at the end of the road, drawing our last rattling breaths, pushing up daisies, hedgehogs bringing our mail, etc.

Its weapon of choice for punching my ticket? Cars. I've already been both hit and nearly hit whilst biking, and I get the distinct feeling that every time I cross the street, I'm putting my life in the hands of drivers who really don't seem to give a shit about committing a little vehicular manslaughter (negligent though it may be). I used to think that very few people actually wanted to kill someone else with their cars; now I'm not so sure.

This one's for all the ladies

Nora Rocket — Mon, 09 Oct 2006 18:09:13 -0400

No, seriously, I'm about to get really, really girl-graphic in the following product review -slash- rabid fan letter to a hygiene item, so please consider this to be fair warning if you're a squeamish person in general or a man who'd rather not know what's behind the curtain.

So to speak.

Still with me? Good. Prepare for the gospel of The Keeper.