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A SYTYCB entry

I don’t want to write about rape anymore. Or abortion.

I want to write about the fact that Iran has just banned women from several university-level courses, making them ‘male only’ and denying a generation of women the education they need to get jobs, provide for their families, empower themselves and gain some semblance of power and respect within their families and communities.

I want to write about how it’s interesting that in the NGO sector, the majority of the workers are women, until you get to management and executive director level – where it’s almost all men.

I want to write about the amazing-ness of my feminist community here in Belfast, about how it allowed me to grow not only into a feminist, but into someone who felt like she belonged in a new strange city (and country), offering us a bit of hope in this increasing dim-colored sexist world.

But I can’t. I can’t stop writing about rape, and about abortion, because it’s everywhere, and even though I want to write about something else, I just can’t.

I can’t because I keep thinking: “We shouldn’t be talking about this anymore.”

I am pro-life

A SYTYCB entry.

I am pro-life.

Yes, my friends, you heard me right: I am pro-life.

I love life. I think it’s pretty great. Awesome, in fact. Sure, there are some downers (I’m not particularly fond of spiders or heights, for example), but overall, I’m generally for the entire concept of being alive.

I love eating Korean food. I like going for long runs with my dog. I absolutely freaking love spending entire days at the beach. Heck, I’m super pro-life for coffee, I start each awesomely pro-life day with a bucket of it!

So why, I ask you, are large swathes of the people in my city, my country, and the world, insisting on telling me that I’m not pro-life? That I’m pro-death? Pro-murder?

A SYTYCB entry.

I am pro-life.

Yes, my friends, you heard me right: I am pro-life.

I love life. I think it’s pretty great. Awesome, in fact. Sure, there are some downers (I’m not particularly fond of spiders or heights, ...