I was but a mere 16-year old, stupid, uninterested in government punk when the Jane Roe v. Henry Wade abortion case made history.
In January 1973, the United States Supreme Court deemed that women had fundamental right under the Constitution of the United States to abort a pregnancy.
Norma McCorvey, a 21 year-old rape victim was Jane Roe and fought for the right for women to abort any unwanted pregnancies. She never had an abortion, opting to give her third child up for adoption.
Fast forward to May 2009. Norma “Jane Roe” McCorvey is now an anti-abortion crusader and founder of her own pro-life Roe No More Ministry. She has flipped the script. Nothing wrong with that. Women have always had the right to change their minds.
However, there she was with the likes of Alan Keyes and Randall Terry on television at the University of Notre Dame protesting a May 17, 2009 commencement speech by pro-choice supporter and U. S. President Barack Obama.
Again, nothing really wrong or unusual with exercising one’s 1st Amendment right to peacefully protest, even if it’s against a private institution. Not until she opened her mouth.
However, I thought I would die when I heard her say she was praying for Obama’s soul because he supported the same right for all women that McCorvey had served as the poster child for 36 years ago. She thought it was wrong for him to speak at a Christian education center although the faculty invited him. If her audacity wasn't the equivalant of Rush Limbaugh praying for Amy Winehouse, I don't know what is.
It took every muscle in my head to not scream, “Bitch you’re the one who lead the fight to legalize abortion, gave up all three of your children, worked in abortion clinics, had drug and alcohol problems, and dabbled in bisexual relationships until your sudden conversion to Christianity. And you’re praying for Obama? When do you pray for yourself?”
But I didn’t. I aborted the thought. Then immediately directed my attention to God and asked him/her what became of McCorvey’s prayers for Obama.
I‘m still waiting for God to answer while hoping he/she continues to protect me from his/her followers.