Most of you will know how strongly I feel about the abortion debate playing out in my home state right now. This proposed piece of legislation hiding behind women’s rights in fact does nothing to protect vulnerable women and vulnerable unborn babies.
So you would think that I’d be ok with the images of aborted babies plastered around social media. They are photos of babies that many prefer to call “terminated fetuses”, mostly late-term, their dismembered bodies the colour of death, contorted, ugly, horrific. Fingers and toes, faces and torsos, lips and limbs of slaughtered babies bearing the proof of torturous deaths.
You would think I would support the distribution of such images because they expose the truth – they reveal the barbaric reality of how upwards of 80,000 unborn babies are disposed of each year in Australia.
Well, I don’t.
I struggled to write those few lines about real-life human beings who were not only subjected to the most inhumane kinds of deaths, but photos of their dead bodies were then made public.
I wonder – would you mind if, following the death of your grandmother, photos of her dead body were posted on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, on viral chain emails and so on? Photos of her naked with death blue on her lips? I suspect you would mind a great deal.
As I write this there is a tension within me because I am most vehemently opposed to abortion and I wish people understood the horror that is being carried out daily under the guise of ‘a woman’s right to choose’, ‘just another medical procedure’ and the blind spot that somehow only acknowledges life beyond the protective tissue of a woman’s womb. I want people to know abortion clinics for what they truly are: slaughterhouses.
But in posting such grisly photos of post-abortion horrors, I feel that some of us are doing the very thing we are opposing.
Dehumanising the unborn child.
If you wouldn’t post photos of your deceased nan, why would you do it to someone’s baby?