Mind your own business

Everyone among us knows of the gossipy old woman - the busybody who is always nosing into everyone's personal lives. The Marie character on Everybody Loves Raymond, although a caricature, reflects real people whom nearly all of us have known at one time or another.

Well, here is a real-life example: Margaret Wente. Last week she was telling women what they can and can't wear. Now she is setting herself up as judge on whether or not they can have children.

Here's a challenge for Wente. Go to Vernon, B.C, and tell Felicia Simms, to her face, that her children should have been aborted.

This column is full of the self-serving hypocrisy that marks so much of Wente's writing. I don't begrudge the expense these poor infants will incur. Bullshit. Why would she even be writing this column if she didn't grudge the expense? She wants her tax cuts so badly that disabled children must be aborted to pay for them.

Wente can't resist mentioning that the children's mother is on social assistance. You can almost taste the upper-class snobbery; contempt for the rabble who dare make reproductive decisions for themselves. They're supposed to be cleaning Wente's nails for slave wages, not having families and living their own lives.

A woman's right to choose to end a pregnancy is a precious right. But it only applies to her own pregnancy. Not to anyone else's.