Can a Christian vote for unlimited abortion?

Katie Full Leak wrote: »

You dont get a choice on this one if its repealed. The Government have clearly said 12 weeks. Where it goes after that is anybodies guess.

antiskeptic wrote: »

At risk of the Godwinists I'd reiterate an earlier point. Obtaining Lebensraum requires you to overcome your internal moral compass. Others live in the space you desire. And so you render the occupants sub or non human and exterminate them. Obstacle gone and you move into the desired space.

”It’s nearly 2 years to the day since I met him. I remember him asking me out and thinking I wasn’t really interested, but hey what harm would it do. Low and behold we fell head over heels for one another. I was looking for a new job, at the time I was miserable in the part time job I’d taken to provide for my daughter when me and her dad split. I’d been in finance before and wanted a career to provide a better life for my daughter and I. I was applying for new jobs when I met him.
He had a child not even one, he had split up from the mother, “all her fault of course” and all he wanted to do was be the best dad as his father hasn’t been around when he was growing up.

Fast forward 3 months, everything was going great. A few differences of opinions but nothing major. I was due my period and it was a day late. He begged me to take the test saying he had a “feeling” I was pregnant. I brushed it off saying don’t be so silly, it’s a day late. I mean I’ve often been 3-4 days late but he went and bought the test anyway. I called down that evening to him, said give me it I’ll do it. Did it and left the stick on the bath and he came in. I didn’t even look at it because in my head I wasn’t. He looked at me, you’re pregnant. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I looked at the test and let a howling scream and cried my eyes out. “I can’t be, what are we gonna do?” I said. His answer was, what can we do, we’re having a baby. I said there’s option. His response was “there are no other options” as he stared down at me with a stern expression on his face. I cried for what seemed hours and went home.

I told my sister, she said you have options I shook my head. Weirdly he seemed overjoyed. It was like he was getting a second chance at being a parent again in a new relationship. I told him that if he needed to talk to someone to get advice to tell a member of his family, but he in fact told him whole family who in turn told other people. I was only 6 weeks, if even, at that stage. I refused to go to the doctors for weeks, putting it off. Eventually I did but I broke down when I spoke to her. She was so understanding and said to me that I had to do what was right for me.

Every morning when I woke up I felt this huge weight on me, I would cry for hours. I had been such a good mother up to then with my little girl, doing things with her, playing with her, but now I was this moody and sad mother who sat around and spent her time crying.

After that the rows started. How I parented my child, what I did wrong, what she should be behaving like. It won’t be that way when the baby comes along. One day we had this blazing row and it was just one comment that made my mind up after debating with myself for weeks. He turned around and said, “you’d want to change your attitude, I mean you hardly want to end up a single mother with two kids from two different fathers.” That was it, my mind was made up for me.
That day I rang my sister, I booked flights from my savings for us to go to the UK. I called up the clinic and booked my appointment.

I told my mam, she was very upset and didn’t agree with abortion but my sister explained to her I had to do it, look at her she’s a shadow of herself she doesn’t even lift her head to look at anyone she’s that low.

I remember waking up and feeling a sense of relief it was over. I had to have a surgical one as I was on the cusp of the cut off point for the tablets. There was another irish woman there on her phone in the recovery room speaking to whoever was minding her kids saying “I’ll collect them this evening.” I had booked to stay the night and I thought to myself if I had to take a flight straight after this I probably would of broke down. I admired that woman’s strength.
I had turned off my phone knowing I would receive messages and calls as I had told him what I was going to do.

I woke up to a barrage of messages of how I was a murderer, I had killed a child and it was the same as killing the child I have now. That killed me and I broke down. I sobbed in my sister’s arms. The messages came in one after the other, name calling, telling me how I was unfit to call myself a mother. It went on and on.

I blamed myself. I look back now and think maybe he wanted to get me pregnant all along, he was so sure I was pregnant before I’d taken that test. I even know the night it may of happened. I’d had one too many drinks and we didn’t use anything. I don’t really remember much about the night, vaguely remember we had had sex but I thought no more of it. When I checked my dates it fell around the same time as then.

It’s now over a year and a half since I had the abortion and I’ve never felt regret. .... It just stops women risking their lives, like the woman that was in that waiting area with me, rushing home to her kids on a flight.

I know it was the right choice for me and my daughter and I can now finally give her the life I’ve wanted for her.”

antiskeptic wrote: »

Its not the nazis Im considering. Its the people who bought into that message and acted to obtain lebensraum. All acting personally for what they thought they would obtain for themselves

The parallels are clear: something desired for self, soneone standing in the way, that someone rendered non human and then eradicated.

Financial difficulty, for example, is awful. But it not awful enough to take a life.

Reduce the value of the life though and action to avoid financial difficulty is warranted.

Reduction of the value of life is essential. For lebensraum, whether on a national or personal scale.

antiskeptic wrote: »

I awaiting a deconstruction of the essence of the argument.

Tough if you find it offensive.