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How Not to Have an Abortion

Natural Liberty: Rediscovering Self-Induced Abortion Methods by Sage-Femme!
(Sage-Femme Collective)

When I was phone banking for the No on 4 campaign, we followed a script that I can still more or less recite from memory: “Prop 4 requires parental notification before a teen terminates a pregnancy, which looks good on paper, but actually puts young women in danger. Scared, pregnant teens who can’t talk to their parents may take matters into their own hands – they might seek a back-alley abortion, self-induce, or even consider suicide!” We were told to sound cheerful when we introduced ourselves, but then tone it down while we were talking about sixteen-year-olds maiming themselves. This was serious stuff.

I could recognize the gravity of the situation, but I found that I could never take it quite as seriously as I was supposed to. The idea of giving yourself an abortion was just a total mystery to me. I’d grown up relatively sheltered, and despite spending my adolescence in Orange County, had miraculously gotten to college unimpregnated (thanks, in part, to a boyfriend in a school district with more comprehensive sex ed). When I warned women that their daughters might be self-inducing or going to back alleys, the words were utter abstractions. Sure, I knew that somewhere, women were doing this, but it was impossible to picture.

Not anymore. Natural Liberty, an extensive catalog of self-induced abortion methods published by the Sage-Femme Collective, has cleared that right up. The first half of the book is an overview of the abortion process; it goes over common reasons why a woman might self-induce, what a woman can expect if she’s attempting it, pre- and post-abortion care, and signs of infection and other complications. The second half is an encyclopedia of various methods of self-induced abortion, including medical abortions, a basic surgical technique, herbal abortifacients, massage, homeopathy, yoga, acupuncture, and psychic methods. Each entry in the guide contains the chemicals that act on a woman’s body, the historical use, preparation and dosage, and a chart listing the effectiveness (four stars: highly effective; one star: don’t hold your breath), hormonal and physiological effects, and reported deaths.

Now, let’s be clear: despite the title, this book is NOT intended as an actual guide to terminating your pregnancy. With one or two exceptions – the guide recommends contacting womenonweb.org to obtain a prescription if you don’t have access to a clinic – the authors make it clear that they’re not advocating this stuff, and almost none of these methods seem really viable anyway. Every single herb has a reputed effectiveness of only one or two stars, and over half of them have caused deaths; tansy, for instance, must be simmered in water and sipped throughout the day for up to 5 days, and has been known to cause nausea, vomiting, inflammation of the stomach lining, dilated pupils, weakened and/or rapid pulse, convulsions, and coma. Yoga and acupuncture are less dangerous (and about as reliable), but acupuncture requires the assistance of a trained professional, and the yoga positions that may or may not cause miscarriage are advanced postures – not something a novice could glance at and then bust out in her living room. Any method requires pre- and post-abortion trips to a clinic to check for abnormalities, age the fetus, and confirm termination, which begs the question of why, if you have such extensive access to a reproductive health center, you’re not having the procedure done professionally. In the entire guide, the only two techniques with an effectiveness of 4 stars are menstrual extraction, in which a tube is inserted into the uterus and the contents are removed via a vacuum seal, and medical abortion. And both of those methods have killed women.

So if the overwhelming message throughout the book is don’t try this at home!, why publish it at all? The easy explanation is that, by emphasizing the risks, Sage-Femme! is protecting itself from lawsuits. Sure, that’s probably part of it. But providing access to this information makes a deeper statement about our right to bodily autonomy, especially since American cultures have a deep-seated need to keep women in the dark about what’s going on in our guts. In her memoir Recollections of My Life as a Woman, Diane di Prima describes having a nitrous oxide mask slammed onto her face as her first child is crowning, despite her demands to remain conscious during labor; her experience echos that of countless other women who have had body-altering substances forced on them without their knowledge or consent. (I myself once had to fight off twilight anesthesia when a doctor was resetting a broken finger bone.) Anti-choice rhetoric, bolstered by tactics like crisis pregnancy centers and mandatory ultrasounds, emphasize the myth that women who terminate their pregnancies are too naive to know what the word “fetus” actually means. Moralizers love to crow that if we become pregnant, it was our choice to have sex and our responsibility to accept the consequences; funny how that ownership of our bodies disappears the second we seek to understand or alter them. Even if the methods in this book are too dangerous to try, understanding how pregnancy and abortion work helps make women full participants in our reproductive health, not passive recipients of aid.

Knowledge of self-inducing techniques also raises some interesting questions about the nature of prohibitory laws. If, according to anti-choicers, eating a common plant (onion and rosemary are among the abortifacients listed in the guide) or moving in a certain way should be a crime after you’ve had sex, how can an abortion ban ever be enforced without going to ridiculous Ceauşescu-era extremes? How does this reality affect attitudes towards, say, marijuana cultivation and use? Even if you subscribe to the notion that there’s never a good reason to terminate a pregnancy, how far can you take the strict parent mentality before you must admit that prevention, not punishment, is vastly easier to implement?

The book isn’t without its problems. The language is rather dry, which is understandable since it’s essentially a medical text, but doesn’t make for the type of book you’d cuddle up with before bed. Some of the methods, especially psychic abortion, will seem exasperatingly kooky to those who don’t subscribe to alternative medicine, and the authors’ claim that legal abortion reduces crime rates (because unwanted children are more likely to grow up to be criminals) is not only dubious, but racist when you consider the racial breakdown of the US prison population.

With that said, though, I’m glad Sage-Femme! is furthering this discussion. At the very least, next time I’m warning people about the dangers of restricting access to clinical and medical abortion, I’ll have a clearer idea of what exactly I’m talking about.

And I’m sure this goes without saying, but just in case you didn’t hear me the first time – please, please, please, don’t try this at home.

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The dude on the left is 27-year-old Jon Favreau, Obama’s chief speech writer.

Favreau is an immensely talented speech writer. He is apparently also a jackass.

The Massacre at École Polytechnique

Before this moment, I knew extremely little of the Montreal Massacre (also known as the massacre at École Polytechnique), the anniversary of which is today. Now, thanks to Renee, I know a little bit more:

To ensure that there was no confusion as to why he felt the need to enter École Polytechnique and massacre 14 women, Marc Lépine left behind a detailed three page letter in which he blamed feminists for being “so opportunistic they neglect to profit from the knowledge accumulated by men through the ages. They always try to misrepresent them every time they can”. He considered himself to be “rational” and therefore felt his rage against feminists was justified. He went on to state in his suicide note,” why persevere to exist if it is only to please the government. Being rather backward-looking by nature (except for science), the feminists have always enraged me. They want to keep the advantages of women (e.g. cheaper insurance, extended maternity leave preceded by a preventative leave, etc.) while seizing for themselves those of men.” Lépine was so angry at the loss of unearned male privilege due to the advances of feminism; his letter also included a list of nineteen other women that he also wished to see dead.

After such a horrible event there were many that felt that this terrible act of violence should be looked upon as the actions of a sole mad man, who had lost the capacity to reason. While it might be comforting to look at this as a singular incident, to do so would mean ignoring the degree of violence that Canadian women live with on a daily basis.

[. . .]

On that cold winter day Lépine’s victims were just ordinary women working on getting an education. There was nothing special, or unique about any one of them. They became targets of Lépine’s rage for having the audacity to attempt to receive an education. Whatever excuse that is proffered, male violence against women exists to support patriarchy.

Though his fourteen victims now lie silent in a cold grave, their deaths remind all women just how vulnerable we are in a world that has chosen to value one sex above another. We reify this in every single institution from education to government. Each December 6th as we stop to remember our fallen sisters we are reminded of just how far we still have to go.

Go learn.

cross-posted at The Curvature

Really, the last? Really?

My jaw dropped open when I saw the image that Melissa just posted over at Shakesville.


This is one of the most disgusting things I’ve seen emerge from any movement for social justice in the last decade. Of course, another one was the editorial “Gays First, then Illegals” which was also put out by the Advocate. Apparently they’ve changed positions — they used to think gay rights should come ahead of other kinds of struggles. Now they’ve realized that really, there are no civil rights to worry about after their problems are taken care of. Well, no great struggles anyway. It’ll be like sweeping up after a big party.

Also, did you hear? Gays are like black people. I guess that makes gay black people old and new at the same time: you guys are such fierce paradoxes, really! It’s stuff like this that makes me want to avoid working for my OWN rights as a queer and just go do something else with my time and energy. A lot of the contemporary, mainstream gay rights movement is focused around the fact that their constituency are “second-class citizens.” Well, once they’ve finished the “last great civil rights struggle” I suppose that white, middle-class, cisgendered, able-bodied gay guys with full citizenship will be “first-class citizens” at last. That’s just what we need in this country: more first-class citizens to be productive members of society and act like all the third, fourth, and fifth class citizens don’t exist anymore.

I have no more time, money, or patience for any movement that’s solely focused on gaining first-class citizenship for one group of second-class citizens.

Update: Melissa found the actual cover story, which is printed with a question mark at the end: “Gay is the new black?” The essay, by Michael Joseph Gross, is nothing like the cover of the magazine makes it out to be — which basically means that the editorial board that put together and approved this cover are the ones who owe Gross and many other people an apology. No scratch that, let’s just tar and feather them and run them through the streets at the next pride parade.

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How much do I love my governor?

A lot. Governor Paterson is apparently “outraged” that no women were nominated for the Chief Justice position of the New York Court of Appeals:

New York Gov. David Paterson said on Wednesday he was “outraged” that no women were nominated to lead the state’s Court of Appeals, its highest court, forcing him to choose from seven men recommended by a panel.

Paterson said he believes the state constitution obliges him to pick one of the men nominated by a 12-member panel. But he directed state Attorney General Andrew Cuomo to explore options for picking a new chief judge for the appeals court that is considered one of the most influential state courts in the country.

“Because we’re citizens of a state in addition to being public servants, we’re outraged,” Paterson said, adding that the panel’s rejection of more than half the population could discourage women.

“What we really wanted to do is just publicly acknowledge … the disappointing fact that they spanned the globe and couldn’t find a woman in New York state that was qualified to serve as the chief judge,” he said. Still, he called the seven male nominees highly qualified.

Four women served on the nominating panel, which was created in the late 1970s to reform the highly politicized way judges were chosen.

The current chief judge of Court of Appeals, Judith Kaye, resigns at the end of the year. Three other women serve on the seven-member court, and Paterson, joined by the Democratic attorney general, questioned why none of them was nominated.

Here’s hoping he earns even more feminist cred by appointing Carolyn Maloney to fill Hillary Clinton’s seat.

Happy Repeal Day!

I was hoping to get a seat at my favorite cocktail bar, but it’s already hard to get into because of unending coverage in the Times and NYMag; now that it’s been name-checked in Repeal Day articles in Food & Wine and the Daily News, I think I’m toast. Plus it’s cold out. So I may be drinking wine on my couch and watching seaon 5 of The Wire (yeah, I know I’m the last person in the world to get to it — I’ve had the DVDs since May, but haven’t had time to sit and watch them until now).

The Daily News has more about which NY bars have that Prohibition vibe. I’ll second the Jake Walk recommendation.

What are you all doing tonight?

“Shut up, Bitch”

Right back atcha, Jim.

On the December 3 broadcast of The War Room, co-host Rose Tennent read from an article about Deborah Lawrence, an artist who submitted an ornament for the White House Christmas tree celebrating, among other things, Rep. Jim McDermott’s (D-WA) support for a resolution to impeach President Bush. Tennent read a quote from the article in which Lawrence said of the attention surrounding her ornament: “It took on a life of its own, obviously. In a way, I’m speechless.” Tennent responded: “Good, stay that way. Don’t talk,” to which co-host Jim Quinn added, “That’s right, don’t talk. Shut up, bitch.”

I’m sure it will shock all of you to hear that Mr. Quinn has some ongoing issues with the ladies:

Media Matters for America has documented that Quinn previously introduced a segment on Sen. Hillary Clinton by playing Elton John’s “The Bitch is Back.” Additionally, on October 7, Quinn asserted that Rep. Nancy Pelosi, whom he referred to as “the Queen Bee,” “hated” Clinton “because she didn’t want Hillary to be the most important woman in Washington,” adding, “I’m sorry, but it seems to be the nature — I shouldn’t say the nature of all women — but it seems to be a trait that flows through, for whatever reasons, the gender, if you will.” Quinn has also stated that to feminists, even “a childless feminist who looks like a Bulgarian weightlifter in drag” can be a “real woman,” and has repeatedly referred to the National Organization for Women as “the national organization for whores.”