|6-wk-old fetus–oh wait, this is a pepper sprout.|
Aww, man. Georgia just passed a Heartbeat Bill, targeting women who pursue an abortion before six weeks’ gestation. And here I just fired off my annual donation to Planned Parenthood. Unfortunately, this puts me in the crosshairs of the Georgia justice system, which might opt to prosecute me for hiring a hit man, and I can only hope they’re too busy rigging elections down there to extradite me from Oregon. Odds are good Oregon wouldn’t cooperate, but I can always hide in the office of our own governor, who has a uterus but (this being a blue state) is allowed to have opinions anyway.
It’s not as though I court trouble, though, so I’m hoping to be able to get on the Georgia uterus registry in the “dried-up” column, because if I were to suddenly begin bleeding profusely from my central nethers, I want to be seen by a local medical professional and not hauled into court in Georgia on suspicion of aborting a potential human being at the stage in which the Legislature believes a fetal heartbeat can be detected, which is to say a few weeks before it has an actual heart, or a face, and several weeks before it develops genitalia sufficient to determine the eventual worth of the child to the State of Georgia. At the grub stage, in other words. Which means they can’t yet tell if the bouncing blob of cells is going to grow up to be a Republican senator, or a host body and sperm receptacle.
|6-wk-old fetus–oh wait, garbanzo bean.|
The heartbeat bill is inconvenient from the standpoint of the woman who is unlikely to know she’s pregnant and may not even be glowing yet, but ideal from the standpoint of the grub, who is very near the most valuable stage of its life, gram per gram, in a death-penalty state.
Georgia is to be commended for showing the most concern in the nation for African-American embryos, who are nevertheless advised to come out with picture ID in hand.
Just to be on the safe side, it is suggested that every woman of mandatory child-bearing age in Georgia take the precaution of mailing all used pads and tampons to the State Legislature so they can make sure she hasn’t pulled a fast one. No need to go to the trouble of packaging them up, either. After all, you can stick a postage stamp on a coconut.
|6-wk fetus–oh wait, beetle larva.|
The point of all these bills–Georgia is the fourth this year to pass a “heartbeat bill”–is to send an obviously unconstitutional measure all the way to the U. S. Supreme Court, where newly instated Justice, drunk and sexual predator Brett Kavanaugh is expected to try to redeem his soul by overturning Roe v. Wade.
There may, in fact, be no recourse for women in Georgia, unless they can get some legislation passed that will allow pregnant women two votes, or outlaw anti-life activities such as fellatio. Failing that, they could hold out altogether, and if the senators get lonely they can just go fuck themselves.
Georgia legislators, for their part, insist their measure is not extreme, citing Alabama’s newly passed Wet Spot Protection Act. Step away from laundry detergent, little lady.