A Responce to Evan Brandt

A Response to Evan Brandt's, "Shooting Yourself in the Foot ?" August 23, 2012- Digital Notebook

I think of snakes, the "Don't Tread On Me" kind, an image which found both banner and flag leading up to our War Of Independence. The rattle snake, which never attacks without warning but when one attacks it never gives up until death, was a strong depiction of colonial strength and tenacity.

Judie Brown's use of the image of snakes coming out of their pits seems neither to imply strength nor tenacity to those whom she addresses, but rather implies, they are weak and deceitful not to support the likes of a crude Congressman Todd Akin.

Brown's demand is that any egg fertilized by a male sperm must be brought to term, period. This, I guess, is God's will. But it's here where lies a conundrum for me. We all have heard of miscarriages and stillbirths happening at random with no discernible cause for life not occurring. My question is : Are they God's will also ?

The quest for small government rings in every pure conservative's mind, except when it comes to rights of women and their reproductive faculties.  Here male dominated legislatures, state and federal, need to show the World who's king. They act like they're an old bull standing along with a quite young bull at the top of a hill looking down at a meadow of cows. The young bull sings out, "Let's run down and mount one of those cows !" The old bull counters, " Let just walk down and mount them all."

Rape ! Rape ! The cows would call out because ever since the onset of factory farming they have been artificially inseminated to give birth so they freshen for continued milking. The natural act of being mounted by a bull would be a foreign experience to the new generation of cows so its happening could be considered rape in a cow's mind. Of course in Congressman's Akin's world the female form would produce a fluid at the onset of the rape which would stop an eventual birth. 

Farmers would scoff at Akin's science and Julie Brown would hold those farmers in reticule referring to them as snakes coming out of their pits. But, as the World turns, the cows would birth and freshen, both the young and old bull would be happy, and Todd and Julie would go on about their spiteful business beating a path backwards into the dark ages long forgotten by intelligent people.

Ronald C. Downie