My last diary was from the gut, a visceral reaction to the way the right wing continues its disgusting tirades against the reproductive rights of women. Recently I discovered that as well as talking the talk I get to walk the walk too.
The daughter of a close friend has just turned 19 a few days ago. I know her well, I used to teach at a martial arts school she trained at. She's a witty and intelligent lass, attending a local community college and very much your normal American suburban teen. Thanks to a failure of contraception, she's also pregnant. Neither she nor her BF are either ready to become parents or in any position to care for a child, and so I'm standing by to do exactly what I said I would, and join her father, her mother and her BF in making sure none of those poisonous creeps get in her way.
If they do, they will be dealt with.