Very good news for a change: for the tenth time, an assisted suicide bill has failed to pass in Connecticut.
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Campaign Life Coalition has a breakdown of some of the disturbing, anti-family elements in Justin Trudeau’s Liberal budget.
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A new report in National Review confirms that the reason for the long-term decline in the American abortion rate is that more women are choosing to carry their pregnancies to term. This is very good news.
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In the Daily Mail, Julie Bindel writes that there is some hope on the horizon in the transgender debate:
This was the week in which Britain finally came to its senses. We reached a tipping point, when people on all sides decided the madness had to stop.
On Wednesday, the Prime Minister declared that ‘biological males’ should not be allowed to compete in women’s sports — and he also dared to suggest that parents should have a say in their children’s potentially life-changing decisions about gender identity.
Separately, a key public watchdog announced on Tuesday that women must have safe spaces, including female prisons and domestic violence refuges, that neither men nor trans women can enter.
Also this week, a former Cabinet minister, Damian Green, said to a BBC interviewer who had criticised him for saying ‘biology is real’: ‘You’ve said that I’ve asserted that “biology is real” as though that’s something controversial. I think once we start saying scientific facts are not real then we really are in a difficult place.’
Many of these conversations would have been unthinkable only a few weeks ago. Boris Johnson would have been monstered as ‘transphobic’ by his screeching critics, and Green would have probably had to resign for his ‘bigoted’ defence of science.
Another key indication that things may be changing is that the mainstream media is slowly and cautiously beginning to allow for debate. The Washington Post, for example, published an article titled “What I wish I’d known when I was 19 and had sex reassignment surgery.” An excerpt:
Surgery unshackled me from my body’s urges, but the destruction of my gonads introduced a different type of bondage. From the day of my surgery, I became a medical patient and will remain one for the rest of my life. I must choose between the risks of taking exogenous estrogen, which include venous thromboembolism and stroke, or the risks of taking nothing, which includes degeneration of bone health. In either case, my risk of dementia is higher, a side effect of eschewing testosterone.
What was I seeking for my sacrifice? A feeling of wholeness and perfection. I was still a virgin when I went in for surgery. I mistakenly believed that this made my choice more serious and authentic. I chose an irreversible change before I’d even begun to understand my sexuality. The surgeon deemed my operation a good outcome, but intercourse never became pleasurable. When I tell friends, they’re saddened by the loss, but it’s abstract to me — I cannot grieve the absence of a thing I’ve never had.
