As great a job as Julie did, Cecily’s letter to McCain is likely the clearest example and explanation of how disrespectful McCain’s position on partial-birth abortions is to any woman that has ever or ever plans to be pregnant:
Dear John McCain:
I’ve thought long and hard about what to say to you after watching your discussion about abortion on last night’s debate. I’ll be honest; I have never considered voting for you. I am beyond a doubt a tax-and-spend and let-the-gays-get-married liberal. But you know what? I’ve always liked you. I’ve found your appearances on The Daily Show to be amusing, and even though we don’t agree on much, I always thought of you as a smart, compassionate, and friendly person. I’ve managed through this election to even hold on to a shred of respect for you, even while I am personally inundated with negative ads from your campaign because I live in a swing state. This is partially because you are I were much more politically in line back when you ran for President in 2000, and throughout this campaign I’ve always imagined that in some way you were playing a role as a far right-wing conservative, and that in fact, you were personally much more moderate.
But when you discussed your feelings about partial birth abortion during the debate last night, your true opinions became clear to me. You really are a social conservative; it was in 2000 that you were playing a role. When you discussed partial birth abortion and used quotes around the “health” of a mother, claiming that the idea of preserving a woman’s health has been “stretched” so that woman can just go ahead and abort babies willy-nilly whenever they want showed your true colors. You really ARE a small-minded anti-choice hater of women.
You’ve bought the propaganda. Even if I tell you that late term abortions make up only one fifth of 1% of ALL abortions that happen in this country, and that they are performed universally only in cases of extreme risk to the mother or lack of viability for the child, you won’t believe me. In your mind, women like me are sluts that got what we deserve, and changed our minds at the last minute when the reality of a baby became clear. If I tell you that the day my doctor performed my life-saving medical termination of my pregnancy was the worst day of his professional career, in your mind he’s a callous murderer willing to kill children.
Watching you speak last night felt like getting punched in the face. I’ve become used to the rare individual being so callous and ill-informed; but to think a man so close to becoming the leader of this nation thinks so little of women like me–was just…God. Awful. Heartbreaking. Horrifying.
You clearly believe women like me–women who were horribly, horribly sick from their pregnancies but not yet dying–don’t deserve the medical care we need to help us heal. You may think this issue is about saving the lives of babies, but it’s not. It’s about preventing women from receiving necessary medical care.
In my case, Senator, where would you have drawn the line? At what point were my doctors and I not stretching the definition of my “health”? When we terminated the pregnancy, or should we have waited until I was sicker? Say, when I lost my kidney function permanently? Or perhaps when I had a seizure so severe that it caused a stroke and brain damage? Or maybe when my heart was damaged by my out-of-control blood pressure?
By your standards, when could my doctors have intervened?
But most of all, Senator, you do not even care about how much I loved my sons, or that the day you chose to be so cruel to women like me was National Pregnancy And Infant Loss Awareness Day. That only an hour before you spoke I was writing, once again, about the loss of my sons and how much it has changed my life. Because I’m not important. I don’t matter. And in your mind, I quite possibly don’t even exist.
I’ll have you know that I have worked very, very hard to not swear in this letter to you. Maybe if I leave out the nasty language, you’ll actually be able to hear what I’m saying. But I doubt it. I don’t matter to you. Women don’t matter to you.
So you know what? Forget about not swearing. I’ll end this with how I really feel.
Fuck you, Senator McCain. Fuck you.