I noticed the national media, you know, they talk a lot about the loss of revenue, or the inability of the government to fund Social Security, and I was curious, and I’ve read articles in recent months here, that the abortions that have happened since Roe v. Wade, the lost revenue from the people who have been aborted in the last thirty-something years, could fund Social Security as we know it today. And the media just doesn’t–never touches this at all.
Assuming they’re all productive citizens?
Assuming that they are. Even if only a portion of them were, it would be an enormous amount of revenue.
Maybe, maybe, but we don’t know what the costs would be, too. I think as–abortion disproportionately occurs among single women, no?
I don’t know the exact statistics, but quite a bit are, yeah.
All right, well, I mean, I just don’t know. I would not argue for the pro-life position based on this, because you don’t know. I mean, it cuts both–you know, one of the arguments in this book Freakonomics that they make is that the declining crime rate, you know, they deal with this hypothesis, that one of the reasons crime is down is that abortion is up.
Well, I don’t think that statistic is accurate.
Well, I don’t think it is either, I don’t think it is either, because first of all, there is just too much that you don’t know. But I do know that it’s true that if you wanted to reduce crime, you could–if that were your sole purpose, you could abort every black baby in this country, and your crime rate would go down. That would be an impossible, ridiculous, and morally reprehensible thing to do, but your crime rate would go down. So these far-out, these far-reaching, extensive extrapolations are, I think, tricky.
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Mother Courage stood before the big old kitchen tub, shredding cabbage on the old washboard, her kind face lined with faith, hope and charity, her worn old fingers swollen at the knuckles from try, try and trying again in all life’s many humble endeavors.
“Mother, mother!” came a thin child’s voice. “Oh, when shall I be born?”
“Hush now, Little Sunshine,” said old Mother Courage. “You must be patient, for patience is a virtue.”
Little Sunshine was not a naughty child but she had not yet learned the lessons of perseverance and self-discipline. She had been waiting to be born a mere 150 years and she was getting anxious that her turn would never come. “Has Social Security been funded yet?” she queried plaintively. “Have the lame walked? Have the halt been cured, the hungry fed? And do you think world peace is close at long last?”