I try not to think in stereotypes. But what’s with Texan women? Are they all forced-birthers? If so, fine. Are they all at risk for their opinions from concealed-carry spouses, partners, pastors, and other guys? Is it just true that women humbly submit to these bold, cold Western specimens of manhood; and wouldn’t think of speaking-up out of place?
Cause if they don’t do something quick, they’re about to let Rick Perry and his merry men add another layer of public humiliation, following last year’s sonogram travesty, for exercising their personal, private rights.
Now if SB5 passes, you gals won’t be able to find a provider when the time comes to make that unfortunate decision; or you’re going to have to submit to being harassed and lied-to as a matter of due process in the midst of lawfully terminating an un-ready pregnancy.
Remember that personal relationship with your doctor those Conservative Cowboys in the Legislature claim to care so much about? It’ll only be strengthened when your doctor is required to perform unnecessary tests, tell you untrue facts about risks, and follow procedures designed by morons to emphasize your personal predicament in the midst of your private procedure.
Nice guys, huh?
So that’s my point. If I was a Texan of the distaff persuasion, the first thing I’d do is close up shop on those legislatively critical private parts to pardners I perceived to have any intention of causing this bullshit to become the law of my State. Be it husband, fiancé, boyfriend or the casual pool boy, no fun son, ‘til us Texans have won.
Then, I’d get together with as many other Texan women as I could find and start making noise. Being a freedom loving gal, I’d think about my Second Amendment remedies, and a bunch of shifty cowboys who were threatening my pursuit of happiness, my health, and my liberty. But being a Lady, I’d just go for my Facebook and my phone and the net and my checkbook and start putting some real pressure on those galoots in Austin.
So where are all those cowgirls?